Chasing the Unexpected

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“I won’t divorce her. Even if I did, I’d never marry you. Just carry the child to term, and that’s all you need to worry about. The rest isn’t your concern!” With that, Clark stormed out, medical report in hand.

After the door slammed shut, Jordyn wiped a tear from her eye with a smirk.

Clark didn’t return to the hospital that night.

Nyla had sensed it long before, so she couldn’t say she was disappointed.

After a few days of recuperation in the hospital, Nyla had recovered about 70-80%. Aside from occasional dizziness, she was mostly fine. The doctor said she could be discharged that afternoon.

“Nyla, I have something to do this afternoon. I’ll send my driver to take you home,” Valarie offered.

“No need. I don’t have much stuff. I’ll just take a taxi,” Nyla replied.

During Nyla’s hospital stay, Clark hadn’t visited after the initial appearance. It had been Valarie taking care of Nyla, causing Valarie to miss out on a lot, which made Nyla feel quite guilty.

“I’ll still have the driver come. He’s free this afternoon anyway. I have to go now. Let me know when you get home.” Valarie hurriedly left.

Nyla continued organizing her clothes and personal items. Hearing the hospital room door open behind her, she thought it might be Valarie returning for something, so she turned with a smile.

Seeing it was Jordyn, she frowned. She hadn’t expected to see this woman again, but evidently, she had underestimated her shamelessness. “You’re not welcome here. Please leave.”

Seeing Nyla’s cold gaze, Jordyn smirked. She moved to sit down by the bedside uninvited, provocation.

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“I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to see you. I’ve been feeling under the weather these days, and Clark has been with me, so I didn’t have time to come see you,” Jordyn said, her tone devoid of any true apology.

Nyla looked indifferent. “He was busy, so he sent a mistress to visit me?”

Jordyn was annoyed but quickly reverted to her previous smug smile, standing up and approaching Nyla.

“Ms. Jayston, I don’t know if you’ve heard, but love doesn’t have a sequence. The one who isn’t loved back is the mistress. Now that Clark refuses to divorce you, it’s only because he’s worried about his position at the Sumner Group. He hasn’t loved you for a long time.”

Finally, Nyla stopped what she was doing. Looking at Jordyn’s smug expression, she spoke calmly “Love may not have a sequence, but shouldn’t there be some sense of propriety?

“Calling yourself a mistress with such superiority, it’s a first for me. Even if Clark doesn’t.love me anymore, as long as we’re not divorced, you two can only skulk around like rats in the gutter.

“You say he loves you, then why hasn’t he loved you enough to divorce me? Don’t overestimate your importance. He may have many mistresses, but there seems to be only one Mrs. Sumner.”

Jordyn’s face paled slightly, her hands by her side subconsciously clenched. She hadn’t expected Nyla to be so sharp–tongued.

However, it seemed Nyla wouldn’t be able to explain herself later even if she had a hundred chances.

Nyla kept her head down as she continued packing her things when suddenly, Jordyn grabbed her wrist. She instinctively pulled away and caused Jordyn to stagger back, bumping into the cabinet next to the bed with a loud bang.

“Ouch!”

“Nyla, what are you doing?!”

Nyla turned around to see Clark walking into the hospital room with a dark expression.

So this was what had been in store for her.

“You saw–everything, didn’t you? Do you still need to ask me?” Nyla retorted.

Jordyn sat on the floor, her face pale with pain, but she managed to force a smile. “Clark, don’t blame Ms. Jayston. It’s my fault for wronging her. It’s only right for her to get angry at me.”

Clark quickly walked over to help her up, his gaze at Nyla now cold. “She’s weak. Even if you’re angry, you shouldn’t lay hands on a pregnant woman!”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

ley as well.

Nyla’s grip on her clothes tightened involuntarily, her gaze meeting Clark’s, now icy

Was he blind?

Jordyn was pregnant, but wasn’t Nyla a patient too?

Clearly, it was Jordyn who had come to her hospital room looking for trouble, yet Clark immediately assumed it was Nyla’s fault without asking for the cause and effect.

Their eight years of relationship seemed to count for less than a secretary who had been with him for only

a year.

“If you

don’t want me to lay hands on her, then don’t let her swagger in front of me.” Nyla’s indifferent expression made Clark even more displeased.

At that moment, Clark didn’t know if he was angrier that Nyla hadn’t explained herself or that she seemed indifferent to him. “Apologize!”