Chasing the Unexpected

Nyla widened her eyes sharply, shaking off Clark’s hand as she took a step back. “What does it have to do with you?”

“You and Uncle Damon stayed at the same hotel that night,” Clark said coldly. “Not long after you left, he left too. And the hotel’s surveillance footage from that lime was deliberately deleted.”

If it weren’t for a streetlight camera across from the hotel, Clark wouldn’t have known any of this. The hotel’s surveillance footage of Nyla’s comings and goings was deleted. If nothing shady happened, why delete the footage?

The more Clark thought about it, the angrier he became His eyes turned even redder. What he found unusual about Damon’s behavior finally had an explanation.

Seeing Clark’s disappointed look, Nyla laughed coldly. “Clark, do you think I cheated on you just like you did, and with your uncle no less?”

Clark didn’t speak, but his bloodshot eyes were fixed on her, clearly confirming her suspicion.

“So,v

what now? You think I cheated on you. What are you going to do about it?”

Clark slowly clenched his hands at his sides. One was his wife, the other his uncle. Could he expose them to the world? If it had been anyone else, he would have made them suffer. But it was Damon. He couldn’t do anything to him and had to swallow this humiliation, If he offended Damon, he might not be able to stay in the Sumner Group.

“Nyla…” His voice was hoarse as if he’d made a tough decision. “We both betrayed each other. Why don’t we just forgive and forget, and start over?”

“You think that’s possible?”

“You also betrayed me. Let’s call it even. Let’s forgive each other and go back to how things were. Isn’t that good?”

Nyla smirked. “I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I never betrayed you, and I don’t intend to forgive you.”

Clark frowned, doubt flashing in his eyes. If she really had nothing with Damon, why would Damon help

her so often?

Seeing Clark’s disbelief, Nyla didn’t bother to explain further. After all, it would be him who would suffer. He should have a taste of what he had put her through–he deserved it.

“Did you really… never betray me?”

“If you like being a cuckold, think I betrayed you. Fine by me.” Nyla pushed past him, opened the door, and

went inside.

After resting on the couch for a bit, she opened her laptop to organize last week’s experimental data when her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number.

I’m not giving up. I will make Clark divorce you!]

Nyla read it with a blank face and then deleted it. This woman truly loved Clark, or she wouldn’t keep coming back to provoke her like an annoying cockroach. Despite that, Nyla was curious about what the

woman would do next.

If Clark were to cheat on her again when she was “prepared to forgive him, he would probably feel guilty, leading to a better settlement in the divorce. Even if he weren’t filled with guilt, Nyla would ensure he gave her what she deserved.

After organizing her data, Nyla closed her laptop, grabbed some ingredients from the fridge, and started making lunch. In less than half an hour, she had two dishes and a soup on the table.

She removed her apron, served the meal, and grabbed her tablet from the sofa to the dining table. She turned on a variety show and watched it while eating, feeling she hadn’t had such a relaxing meal in ages.

She was naturally laid–back, but many of her habits had been forced to change by Cindy after marrying Clark.