As Damon approached, Nyla frowned and instinctively stepped back, a wary look in her eyes. Was he planning to confront her because of Rebecca?

When they were just a few steps apart, Nyla watched as he suddenly raised his hand toward her.

Gritting her teeth, she warned, "Damon, if you dare lay a hand on me, I—"

Before she could finish, Damon pulled her close and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Nyla's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly masked it with a cold reply, "No, let go of me!"

Even if she was injured, it was none of his business.

As she tried to push him away, he gently pressed a hand on her lower back where she had collided with the sink.

"Ow..." Nyla gasped in pain, glaring at Damon. "What are you doing? Let go-"

Before she could finish, he scooped her up. Startled, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her face paling even more.

"Damon, what on earth are you doing? We've broken up! Put

if he hadn't heard her. He simply

shock, quickly became angry. He stepped forward to block Damon. "Damon, are you out of your mind? What do you think you're doing? And what about Rebecca?"

you two back together?"

turned icy. "You should ask her if we're

he ignored the

were filled with confusion. "Rebecca, what's going on

Valarie, who had

glanced up and saw Damon carrying Nyla toward the restaurant

swallowed the soup and got up

time she reached the door,

hurriedly called Nyla, but the call

In the car...

calmed down, staring at Damon with a blank expression. "Where are you taking

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