Taking note of the chilling aura surrounding Clark, Michael couldn't help but shiver with fear and nodded. "Okay. I understand."

After Michael left, Clark also drove away. Unwittingly, he found himself at the entrance of Nyla's apartment complex.

Memories of their past together filled him with a mixture of regret, both sour and bitter. If he hadn't been tempted by Jordyn, if he had been more resolute, he and Nyla wouldn't have ended up like this. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar figure-Nyla, slowly heading toward the entrance of the complex while carrying two heavy bags.

The weight of the bags forced her to stop and rest every few meters.

As Clark hesitated about whether to get out of the car, one of Nyla's bags broke, spilling the fruits onto the ground.

Taking a deep breath, Clark exited the car and walked swiftly toward Nyla.

Nyla was picking up the fallen apples when she saw Clark approaching. She immediately frowned, and her gaze grew guarded. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

Seeing the distant look in her eyes, Clark felt a pang of bitterness. "I was just passing by and noticed that you dropped your fruits..." Passing by?

wasn't on a main road in Saintornia or on the way to his office. What were the chances of such a coincidence? Nyla ignored

his grip on the apple, his face a

followed her. "Nyla, I came

coldly. "Clark, I don't know what's suddenly come over you, but won't accept your apology or forgive you. If you really feel

bitterly, understanding that the hurt he had caused Nyla would make it difficult for her to forgive him

at him as she walked straight into

him warily, clearly remembering the last time

Clark

...

of Nyla's apartment complex whenever he had free time, hoping for a chance to

catch sight of her again for an entire week. He began to wonder if Nyla was

...

later, when Clark finally saw Nyla emerging from the building, his previously dull eyes brightened with

as

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