Damon clenched his jaw, and anger flared in his eyes. "You were the one who started this. When it ends is up to me."

Nyla looked at him coldly. "Damon, don't you think you're being unreasonable? If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have reconciled with Rebecca. Now you're coming back to bother me. Do you want me to be your mistress?" Damon's gaze was icy. "I said I'd need three months."

"I've also said that I'm not willing. If you truly feel even a shred of guilt, then stop bothering me," Nyla retorted.

She grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

Only after she got into the car did her emotions settle.

Back at the restaurant, Damon sat stiffly, his presence radiating coldness.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

As soon as he answered, a panicked voice came through. "Mr. Damon, you need to come back to the Sumner residence immediately!"

By the time Damon arrived at the residence, over an hour had passed.

Walking into the living room, he saw Clark sprawled on the floor-his hair a mess, clothes soaked, and his back marked with bloodied welts.

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who was pale, avoiding eye contact, and wore a guilty expression. He smirked and replied indifferently,

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