CHAPTER 117

Chapter 117

Nyla went back to the restroom and splashed cold water on her face.

Looking at her red eyes in the mirror, she couldn’t help but smile bittery.

Damon must be disgusted with her now. He would probably be as cold toward her as he was before Maybe that was for the best–they shouldn’t have any connection at all

After calming down and letting her eyes return to normal, she left the restroom.

When Nyla returned to the table, Clark’s gaze immediately fell on her swollen lips

“Nyla, what happened to your mouth?” Clark’s expression was dark, and his tone was icy.

Nyla looked completely out of place, as though she had just indulged in pleasure. With Demon in the restaurant, Clark couldn’t help but be suspicious.

Nyla maintained her composure. “I noticed my lipstick was smudged when I looked in the minor, so I cleaned it off. I must have been too rough, which is why my lips are swollen

“Really?” Clark’s eyes were fixed on her, his gaze filled with doubt.

Nyla frowned, her expression growing cold as well. “What’s with the interrogation? If you don’t believe me, that’s one thing, but don’t act like you’re questioning a criminal

Seeing that Nyla remained unflustered and even defiant, Clark pushed aside his suspicions. “Nyla, I’m sorry. I was just concerned, and that made me sound aggressive.”

Nyla gave a cold laugh. “That’s not ‘concern but an interrogation.”

With that, she grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

As she reached the restaurant’s entrance, Clark ran after her. “Nyla, I’m sorry. I was out of line. Please forgive me this time.”

Nyla remained silent and cold, but she stopped walking

“You know how my uncle is… I’m worried about what he might do. When he goes mad, no one can stop him,” Clark said.

Nyla looked down, filled with scorn. Wasn’t Clark the same when he lost his temper?

“I’ll keep my distance from him, but if you keep accusing me without cause, I won’t tolerate it,” she asserted.

Seeing her soften a bit, Clark finally relaxed and quickly promised, “I won’t do it again.”

Since Nyla had just agreed to move back, he didn’t want anything to ruin their relationship.

As they were talking, a group of people in suits walked out of the restaurant. Leading them was Damon, his face dark and radiating a dangerous aura.

Clark frowned and wanted to move in front of Nyla, but Damon didn’t even glance at them. He got into his car and left.

Chapter 117

Clark furrowed his brow, feeling that something was off about Damon’s mood He brushed off assuming it was just a business deal gone wrong

“Nyla, let me take you home.”

“Mm.” Nyla’s expression was indifferent, but her hands glenched at her sides

After dropping Nyla off downstairs, Clark looked reluctant. Wyle, I really don’t want to let you go Wify don’t you move back in tonight? I’ll have the maid come over tomorrow to pack up your things

Seeing his eagerness, Nyla frowned. “No. I don’t like others handling my things”

Clark knew her well enough to accept her decision. “Alright then.”

“By the way, even though I agreed to move back, I want us to sleep in separate rooms. When you’ve resolved things with your mistress, I’ll consider moving back into the bedroom. Until then, you can’t be intimate with me without my permission,” Nyla dem