Chasing the Unexpected

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Damon was indifferent. “It’s too late to go up now. Get some

e rest.

Rebecca was a bit disappointed but forced a smile. “Alright. Be safe going back.”

When Damon returned to the villa, it was already past 10:00 p.m.

After changing his shoes and entering the living room, the maid approached him.

“Mr. Sumner, Ms. Jayston waited a long time for you to return for dinner. In the end, she went upstairs without eating.” she reported.

“Okay, I understand. You can go rest,” Damon replied.

“Alright,” the maid said and left.

Damon rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to prepare a plate of sandwiches, which he took upstairs.

When Nyla heard the knock on the door, she assumed it was the maid and got up to answer it. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing the tall, familiar figure at the door, she was momentarily stunned and almost shut the door.

Damon used his foot to block the door, looking apologetic. “Nyla, I’m sorry I came back so late.”

Nyla looked at him and saw no sign of guilt on his face, which only made her more disappointed.

Did men who had wronged their girlfriends or wives always act as if nothing had happened?

She looked down and replied coldly, “It’s fine. I don’t mind. I need to rest,”

“I heard you didn’t have dinner tonight, so I made you some sandwiches,” Damon offered.

“No need, I’m not hungry,” Nyla declined.

“Even if you’re not hungry, you should eat a little,” Damon insisted.

Nyla looked up at him, struggling to keep her composure. She couldn’t resist asking, “Can+ask who were talking to on the phone last night?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed Damon’s eyes widen slightly.

“Why the sudden question?” he asked.

“I’m just curious,” she replied.

“A business partner,” he said.

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Seeing him lying with a straight face, Nyla briefly considered showing him the photo Valarie had sent and asking why a business partner would need him to spend an entire day with her at a couples‘ restaurant and even serve her food.

“Alright, I understand. If there’s nothing else, I need to rest,” she said firmly.

“Eat something first…” Damon began.

Before he could finish, Nyla interrupted, “I’m not hungry and can’t eat. I had a long day at work. Can you please leave me alone for a bit?”

Noting her impatient gaze, Damon fell silent for a moment before finally conceding. “Alright. If you get hungry later, just let me know.”

“Sure.” Nyla gave a perfunctory nod and closed the door.

The next morning, while Damon was having breakfast, the maid informed him that Nyla had left for work early.

He frowned and asked, “When did she leave?”

“About an hour ago,” the maid replied.

Damon fell silent, sensing that Nyla was deliberately avoiding him.

As he pondered this, his phone rang.

Seeing that it was Rebecca, he hesitated for a moment before answering.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“Damon, I accidentally fell and now I’m at the hospital. Can you-

Damon interrupted with a frown, “Which hospital?”

“Pinnacle Hospital,” Rebecca replied.

“I’ll be there right away,” Damon said.

By the time Damon arrived at the hospital, 30 minutes had passed.

Rebecca was sitting in the hospital corridor, looking at Damon with a mixture of grievance and pain. “It hurts so much!” she cried.

Damon glanced at her bandaged knee, his expression remaining indifferent. “I’ll take you home.” Seeing no sign of concern in his eyes, Rebecca instinctively tightened her grip on his arm. “Okay,” she said and reached out to Damon. “My leg hurts and I can’t walk. Can you help me?”