Chasing the Unexpected

Chapter 751

Chapter 751

Nyla glanced at Ruby out of the corner of her eye and noticed her pale face. She fell silent, clearly accepting Sullivan’s words.

From then on, neither of them exchanged glances, speaking only to Ruby individually.

Once dinner concluded, Sullivan offered to drive them home, but Nyla declined.

Sullivan quickly resumed his previous gentle facade. “Nyla, you’re not still holding onto what happened earlier, are you? If you’re really upset, I can apologize.”

“No need, Sullivan. It’s out of the way for you, so I’ll just take a cab home,” Nyla replied.

Just as she turned to walk toward the curb, Ruby grabbed her arm. “Nyla, I’ll go with you. It’s on my way” NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Nyla turned to Sullivan and said, “Sullivan, it’s getting late. You should head home too. Drive safely.”

Sullivan didn’t push further, simply nodding. “Alright, let me know when you get home.”

“Sure,” Ruby replied.

Sullivan turned toward his car only after Nyla and Ruby hailed a cab and left.

In the taxi, Nyla apologized to Ruby. “I’m sorry, Ruby. If it weren’t for me, the atmosphere wouldn’t have been

so awkward tonight.”

Ruby shook her head. “It’s fine, Nyla. I think what you said was right.”

She had invited Sullivan to dinner because he’d saved her, and she felt obligated to help him if he needed anything. Yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling that he had ulterior motives.

“Ruby, I hope you always stay this alert. There are many ways to thank Sullivan for his help, but don’t let your gratitude lead you to accept his feelings too easily,” Nyla cautioned.

“I understand,” Ruby replied.

“Good,” Nyla said.

After chatting for a bit longer, Ruby got out of the cab.

Nyla was left alone, her mind drifting back to the scene she had witnessed earlier in the restaurant. A pang of bitterness rose in her chest.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed.

Seeing Damon’s name flashing on the screen, she bit her lip and hesitated over whether to answer. After a moment, she decided to pick up.

“What’s up?” she asked.

“Didn’t I ask you to send me the address for dinner? Why didn’t you?” Damon replied

Nyla looked down, fiddling with the tassels on her bag. There’s no need I’m on my way back now I’ll be there soon.”

There was a pause on the other end.

After several seconds, Damon’s deep voice finally echoed “Alright. I’ll wait for you at home.”

After hanging up, Nyla stared out the window, feeling a tight knot in her chest. She reminded herself that she and Damon were just putting on an act. She had no right to be angry about him being close to another woman.

She would gradually get used to it. Even if Damon kissed another woman in front of her one day, she would

remain unfazed.

As the cab pulled up to the villa, Nyla’s mood had calmed.

After paying the fare and stepping out, she saw Damon standing at the entrance, gazing at her with a serious expression.

She hesitated for a moment before approaching him. “Why are you outside?”

“I was waiting for you,” he answered.

“Oh, thanks. But you don’t need to do that next time. Let’s go inside,” she said, walking past him.

Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist and asked, “Did something happen today?”