NovelBookChapter 172 "Why did you cback so late tonight?" Clark asked.
"Had sthings to deal with," Nyla answered.
Clark didn't press further and simply nodded. "By the way, we've found a kidney donor for Dad. If everything goes well, he can have the surgery in a month." Nyla paused mid-action while changing her shoes, looking up at him in disbelief. "Really?" Clark felt his breath catch at the sight of her excited expression and bright eyes, which reminded him of when they first got together.
"Yes," he replied.
"That's great! Thank you!" Nyla exclaimed.
Her gratitude was heartfelt. If they hadn't found a match, her father's health wouldn't have held out much longer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"We're husband and wife. It's my responsibility," Clark said dismissively.
Nyla pursed her lips and remained silent. To her, they had long ceased to be husband and wife. They were just two strangers bound by a piece of paper. "Regardless, I really appreciate it," Nyla reiterated.
Noticing the distance in her gaze, Clark felt a wave of helplessness. No matter what he did, he couldn't seem to bridge the gap between them.
Just as he was about to say something, his phone rang. Seeing it was Michael, he said, "I need to handle swork. It's late, and you should rest. Goodnight." With that, he took the call and walked toward the study "Mr. Sumner, Samuel has arrived in Saintornia," Michael reported.
Clark paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Got it. Proceed as we discussed." "Understood," Michael replied.
Clark ended the call with a cold smirk.
Since that unpleasant encounter at the bar, Nyla hadn't seen Damon for several days.
Friday night marked the end of the first phase of the experiment, so Nyla and Melody stayed in the lab until after 11:00 p.m.
As they walked to the elevator, chatting, Melody sighed. "I used to occasionally run into Mr. Sumner when I got off work, but I haven't seen him at all lately. These experiments are tedious. I need seye candy to relieve my fatigue." Nyla chuckled, about to respond, when the elevator doors opened. She froze upon seeing the man inside, 1/2 +25 BONUS Chapter 172 dressed in a suit.
Did Melody's words have ssort of magic? Speak of the devil, and he appeared. Melody's eyes widened in surprise, then lit up with admiration when she saw Damon. The universe really granted her wish quickly. If only she had wished to win the lottery! Nyla and Melody stepped into the elevator and greeted Damon.
Melody tugged on Nyla's sleeve, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Nyla smiled slightly but remained silent, looking down.
Damon must have been very busy these past few days. She noticed the dark cinsles under his eyes and the exhaustion on his face. The elevator was silent except for the hum of its descent.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSoon, they reached the basement level. Damon stepped out first, with Nyla and Melody following close behind.
Suddenly, Damon spoke in a low voice. "You shouldn't stay so late at work. It's not safe for two women."
Hearing this, Melody gazed at him with increased admiration. He was a handsemployer whover encouraged employees not to work late-what a rare find! Melody nodded. "Mr. Sumner, tonight was just an exception. We usually leave on time." Damon didn't respond and walked toward his car parked nearby.
At that moment, a man wearing a hat and mask suddenly appeared, rushing toward Damon.
Nyla's face turned pale as she saw the gleam of a knife in the man's hand. Reacting instinctively, she rushed forward to push Damon out of the way. "Watch out!" she shouted before a sharp pain pierced her abdomen and darkness overtook her.
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