Chapter 2

Condemning me without even asking?

I looked up at Kalia in the car. She nervously looked away.

Ever since she appeared by Damian's side and became his Beta, I became the most scheming woman in his heart.

He thought I helped him handle pack affairs to pass Thornmire pack intelligence to my brother, the Hailmark pack Alpha.

He thought I dressed beautifully to seduce other men and make him jealous.

Now, when Kalia deliberately broke the bracelet, he also thought I did it.

But today, I was too lazy to argue with him anymore.

"Right, I just didn't want to give it to her. I wanted to disgust her. Are you satisfied now?"

Enduring the severe pain in my ankle, I straightened up, turned around, and walked toward the roadside without looking back.

He stood by the car, arrogant: "Nyla, since you've admitted it, don't blame me for punishing you! You can walk to the courthouse by yourself today!"

Ha, leaving me behind?

How many times had he abandoned me for Kalia?

At the wedding, when he received a message from Kalia, he left without a word of explanation, right in front of all the guests.

The night I had appendicitis, he directly abandoned me to see Kalia too.

So many instances like this—my heart had long gone cold.

By the time I reached the area near the courthouse, my foot was terribly swollen.

I was leaning against a wall to rest when suddenly someone rushed up from behind and forcibly picked me up.

"Damian, put me down!"

Damian kept a straight face, acting as if he hadn't heard me, and walked straight inside.

As we passed Kalia, a flash of resentment crossed her eyes.

As soon as we entered, a staff member said to us:

"Sir, miss, are you here to register for marriage?"

Damian's face darkened, and he immediately loosened his grip and put me down: "No, we're getting divorced."

After the paperwork was done and I got the divorce certificate, I sat to the side waiting for my fiancé to pick me up.

"Nyla, aren't you leaving? Your foot looks pretty bad. After Damian and I finish the marriage paperwork, we'll take you to the hospital together!"

Kalia intimately linked arms with Damian and smiled at me.

I took out my mirror and touched up my lipstick: "No need, I'm waiting for my fiancé. He'll take me to the hospital in a bit."

"Oh my~ What a coincidence! Damian, let's wait with Nyla, okay?"

Kalia pulled Damian to sit next to me: "By the time we finish our marriage paperwork, if Nyla's fiancé still hasn't come, we can still take her home."

Kalia probably thought I was deliberately making up a "fiancé" to save face.

Damian considerately held her hand and put it in his pocket to warm it:

"You always worry about others."

As it grew dark, my fiancé still hadn't arrived.

I reached into my pocket for my phone, only to realize it had just been crushed by a car.

I regretfully stood up, about to leave.

Kalia clutched her freshly obtained marriage certificate and walked over with a smile:

"Nyla, why hasn't your fiancé come yet? Actually, you don't need to lie to us. How could you possibly have a fiancé? Let us take you to the hospital!"

I patted my pockets again.

I really didn't have a penny on me.

So I didn't refuse her suggestion.

As soon as we got outside, I carefully walked down the steps holding onto the railing.

"Nyla, let me help you."

Kalia quickly caught up.

I was about to wave her off.

"Ah—"

She screamed, her foot slipped, and she fell backward.

Damian caught her steadily.

She lay against Damian's chest, tears in her eyes: "Nyla, I was trying to help you. Why did you push me?"

Damian gently stroked her back with a heartbroken expression, then turned and grabbed my hand, pulling me down the steps.

"Nyla, you really don't know what's good for you..."

Seeing me clutch my ankle in pain, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

He was about to tell me to get in the car.

Kalia's lips parted slightly, murmuring: "Damian..."

He immediately embraced the person in his arms and got in the car.

And drove away.