“I don’t want to choose either. Just stop the car now. I want to get out,” N said. Damon calmly resumed driving. “Since you don’t want to choose, I’ll do it for you.”


    N was so frustrated she almostughed. She knew that no matter what she said, Damon wouldn’t let her out of the car. Resigned, she turned her gaze coldly toward the window.


    In less than half an hour, they arrived at the hospital.


    Damon carried N inside. Resisting was pointless, so she remained silent–and expressionless.


    After the examination, the doctor assured them there were no major issues and prescribed some medication for internal and external use.


    As they were leaving the hospital, Damon tried to carry N again, but she stepped back to avoid him.


    “Thanks for tonight, but I’ll take a taxi home, she said coldly.


    With that, she picked up her medication and turned to leave the hospital.


    Damon followed her silently. As they approached his car, he stopped her and said, I’ll take you home.” N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    ”


    N looked up at him, feeling a bit helpless. “We’ve broken up, so what you’re doing now is pointless. I won’t reconsider and don’t want to be involved in your rtionship with Reba.”


    “I’m not back with her, and I won’t be,” Damon rified.


    N nodded. “Okay, got it.”


    She tried to move past him, but he grabbed her hand. His expression was tense, his eyes dark and serious<b>. </b>


    “Don’t you believe me?” he asked.


    “I do, but whether you’re with her or not doesn’t concern me. I’m not interested. It’ste, and I’ve had a long night. Can you let me go now?” N asked.


    Damon looked at her, trying to detect any hint of deceit in her eyes, but saw none. She seemed to have truly given up on him.


    “N, whether you believe it or not, you’re the only one on my mind right now,” he confessed.


    N pulled her hand away, dismissing his words.


    The screeching of brakes nearby made them both turn.


    A red Lamborghini came to a halt a meter away from them.


    Vrie stepped out of the car and quickly positioned herself between N–and Damon.


    “Mr. Sumner, since you’re no longer together, please stop harassing N. Unlike you, she doesn’t have an ex who might return at any time.” Vrie’s tone was scornful, and she spoke without concern for offending him.


    Damon’s gaze darkened as he looked at Vrie. “Ms. Weir, I haven’t broken up with her. We’re just having an argument.”


    Vrie sneered. “Mr. Sumner, you and N are broken up, not divorced. You don’t need to give your approval.”


    Damon narrowed his eyes, clearly deep in thought.


    N tugged at Vrie’s sleeve. “Vrie, let’s go. I’m tired.”


    “Okay,” Vrie agreed.


    Seeing they were about to leave, Damon didn’t stop them. “Thanks for taking her. home tonight, Ms. Weir.”


    Vrie rolled her eyes. “Mr. Sumner, N is my good friend. It’s no hassle for me to take her home, and it’s not your ce to ask me to do it.”


    Damon said nothing more. He watched them get into the car and drive away before heading back to his vehicle.


    On the way home, Vrie couldn’t help butment, “Even after breaking up, Damon is still clinging to you. He’s just as bad as rk!”


    N lowered her gaze, her expression indifferent. “Don’t mention him. Did you get


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    my phone from the restaurant?”


    “I did. It’s in the bag in the back,” Vrie replied.


    N retrieved her phone and unlocked it, receiving a message from Gabriel as she did.


    Gabriel: [I came by to bring you some food earlier, but no one answered the door. Are you not back yet?]