Chapter 473

“Nyla…” Before Clark could finish his sentence, the dial tone cut him off.

When he tried to call Nyla back, the line was busy.

It was obvious that Nyla had taken him off her block list just to make that call, only to block him again afterward.

Clark felt a little helpless but couldn’t help chuckling. She was still the same as ever, petty when she was mad. He liked her just like that.

On the other end, Nyla set her phone down in irritation. She had just managed to distance herself from Damon, and now Clark was hovering around like a persistent fly–disgusting and infuriating.

Did he really think his behavior would win her over?

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the thought of him out of her mind, picked up her pen, and returned to studying.

For the next few days, everything was calm.

Nyla thought the matter was over, but as soon as she stepped out of her apartment complex, she ran right into Clark, who seemed to appear out of nowhere.

“Nyla, I’d like to talk to you,” said Clark.

Nyla shot him a cold glance. “What do you want now?”

Upon seeing the indifference and disgust in her eyes, Clark’s face darkened.

In a low voice, he said, “Nyla, I’m sorry. I didn’t appreciate you before, but I realize my mistake now. Can you give me another chance? Let’s start over. I swear there won’t be any other women. I’ll love only you for the rest of my life.”

He spoke with such sincerity that it felt like he was ready to swear an oath.

“Pfft!” Nyla couldn’t help but laugh. “Clark, do I look like a recycling station to you? You figured out that you’re the infertile one, and now you regret everything?

“Well, I want kids. Can you give me that?”

Her words struck Clark like a dagger. His hands, hanging by his sides, clenched into fists, and his whole body tensed. His face went pale.

“If you can’t have children, stop trying to cling to me,” Nyla said, turning to leave.

He grabbed her wrist. “Nyla, are kids… really that important to you?”

His expression was strained as if she had done something to wrong him.

Nyla yanked her hand free and said emphatically, “Didn’t you use my supposed infertility against me back then? Why is it acceptable for you to use it, but not for me?

“And yes, I do want kids. If you’re okay with me having them with another man, maybe I’ll reconsider getting back with you.”

When Nyla returned from the store, Clark was gone. She didn’t care, though.

She quickly headed back into the complex before he could reappear.

Just as she reached her building, she spotted a familiar figure.

She frowned, walked over, and said coolly, “Mr. Sumner, how did you get in here?”

Her apartment complex had pretty tight security, and outside visitors weren’t usually allowed in.

“I have a unit here,” Damon replied.

Nyla was surprised, but her expression quickly returned to normal. Given Damon’s wealth, owning property anywhere was no shock.

“Don’t tell me your place is in the same building as mine,” she retorted.

Damon smiled. “No, not quite. I saw the news about you and Jordyn online and came to check if you’re alright.”

“I’m fine. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Sumner. It’s late, so I won’t invite you up. Goodbye,” Nyla replied.

As she walked past him, Damon’s deep voice echoed behind her. “Nyla, Clark told me today that he plans to pursue you again.”