Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 148

Nyla met Clark’s cold gaze. With a scoff, she snatched the flowers and supplements from his hands, tossing them into the trash can.

Spencer’s eyes widened with shock, quickly shifting to anger. “Ms. Jayston, how could you do that? Mr. Damon came to see you, and you-”

Before he could finish, Damon had already turned and left, his presence so chilling that it sent shivers down one’s spine.

Spencer, struggling to control his frustration, hurried to catch up with Damon.

“Mr. Sumner, are we just going to leave like this?” Spencer asked.

The situation felt unbearably humiliating. After all, Damon had helped Nyla numerous times before, but she had repaid his kindness with disdain.

“What else? Storm into the room and demand an explanation?” Damon

retorted.

He wasn’t the type to grovel. Plenty of women wanted to be with him- he didn’t need her specifically.

Sensing the frostiness in Damon’s gaze, Spencer felt a chill rise from his feet and dared not speak further. Damon was clearly in a foul mood, and it was best to remain silent.

Back in the hospital room, Nyla glared at Clark. “Are you satisfied now?”

Clark smiled and spoke slowly. “Nyla, I’m doing this for your own good. This will prevent any further advances from my uncle. Otherwise, you’ll be the one who gets hurt in the end.”

Nyla’s expression turned mocking. “For my ow: good, or just to control

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me? You know the answer.”

“Nyla, do you have to misunderstand me like this?” Clark asked.

“I don’t want to see you. Get out!” Nyla snapped.

Clark’s gaze darkened as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. ” Nyla, I don’t like this attitude of yours.”

She shook him off, her eyes filled with disgust. “If you prefer someone gentle, go find Jordyn. I never asked you to be here.”

Clark’s expression grew colder. Just as he was about to speak, the door opened.

A nurse entered with an IV drip and said, “Ms. Jayston, it’s time for your

IV.”

Suppressing his anger, Clark softened his tone. “Nyla, take care of yourself. I’ll come pick you up tonight.”

Nyla didn’t spare him a glance, her expression showing annoyance.

After Clark left, she immediately threw the breakfast into the trash can.

Seeing the flowers and supplements on the floor, the nurse looked surprised. “Ms. Jayston, these flowers and supplements…”

“They fell on the floor accidentally,” Nyla said.

The nurse offered, “I can pick them up for you-”

“No need,” Nyla interrupted, pausing before adding, “Please throw them.

away.”

Some things shouldn’t be hoped for if there’s no future in them.

The nurse, assuming Nyla didn’t want the items because they had fallen, said nothing more. She hooked up the IV and picked up the flowers and supplements before leaving.

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Left alone in the room, Nyla closed her eyes, hoping for rest, but her mind kept replaying the moment Damon left. Even from a distance, she could see the iciness in his eyes.

Her heart ached, and her eyes stung with unshed tears.

There was no possibility between them. Pushing him away was the only path she could take.

That afternoon, after the doctor checked on Nyla and prescribed some medication, she was discharged.

The following morning, as soon as Nyla arrived at the office, Spencer came over with a young woman.

“Ms. Jayston, the company has decided to assign someone to assist you with your work.” Spencer’s tone was frosty. He was still upset about Nyla throwing away the flowers and supplements in front of Damon the day before.