Nyla was irritated by the persistent knocking and slowly walked out of her bedroom. She asked, "Valarie, who's at the door?" Valarie turned to her and said softly, "It's Damon."

Nyla's hand, resting on the doorframe, grew pale from tension, and her already wan face seemed even more drawn.

After a moment of silence, she finally said, "Let him in."

Since Damon was already aware of the situation, she couldn't avoid him forever or remain hidden indefinitely.

"But you—" Valarie's gaze involuntarily dropped to Nyla's stomach, filled with concern.

Nyla forced a smile. "It's okay."

She had known that a day like this would come the moment she discovered she was pregnant.

"Alright then," Valarie replied and opened the door.

An immediate chill ran down Nyla's spine. Facing Damon up close felt far more oppressive than seeing him through the peephole. An icy dread seemed to rise from her feet. Damon's eyes were calm, but his expression was cold and unreadable. Still, Valarie could sense the suppressed fury beneath his calm exterior, ready to erupt.

"Damon, Nyla is—" Before Valarie could finish, Damon pushed past her and entered.

looking pale,

a protective stance. "Damon, if you're going to do something, take it out on me. I signed the papers. Nyla

this before and trembled involuntarily. Despite that, she stood her ground, protecting

a pang of gratitude. Even though Valarie was scared, she still stood bravely

in the kitchen might burn... Could you check on it?" Nyla

whispered, "Why worry about

clear things up with him anyway," Nyla reassured

hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. "Alright. If he does anything to you, remember to call

Nyla nodded. "Okay."

left, the room

his entire body tense as if he were struggling to control his

what felt like an eternity,

Nyla

took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Sumner, the timing for this baby

raced, fearing he might do something to hurt

as if

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