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    N managed to steel her heart and not want the child. What more could she feel for him?


    Damon left.


    A short whileter, Vrie walked in, looking hesitant to speak.


    N pretended not to notice and forced a smile. “Vrie, you’ve worked hard today. You should head home. I’ll manage on my own.”


    Vrie sat down by the bed. After a moment of thought, she spoke softly. “When Damon left earlier, his face was ashen. He must really care about you.”


    N looked down, her expression unchanged. “Before Reba showed up, I really cared about him too. Vrie, there’s no point in trying to persuade me. It’s over between us. I just want to focus on my studies for now and not think about anything else.”


    Vrie knew N was a determined person and sighed. “There’s some soup in the thermos. Remember to drink itter. I’m heading out now. If you need anything, just call me.”


    “Got it,” N replied.


    As Vrie went downstairs, she saw Damon still waiting by his car. Knowing he was waiting for her, she


    walked over to him.


    “She must have been in a lot of pain during the procedure today?” Damon’s voice was hoarse, his features partly obscured in the darkness, looking somewhat defeated.


    Vrie’s gaze was cold. “What do you think?”


    Seeing the anger in her eyes, Damon gave a wry smile. “I’m the one at fault.”


    “Good that you know,” Vrie said sharply.


    A silence fell between them.


    Just as Vrie was about to leave in frustration, Damon suddenly said in a low voice, “Ms. Weir, N doesn’t want to see me. Could you help me take care of her during this time?”


    Vrie scoffed. “I was going to take care of her regardless. Besides, you and N are no longer together. It’s not your ce to ask this.”


    With that, she turned and walked away.


    The next morning, Spencer arrived with supplements and a caregiver to cook for N.


    N refused them, but Spencer insisted that Damon had instructed him to make sure she epted the items. If she refused, Damon woulde personally.


    Frustrated, N threw the supplements into the trash right in front of Spencer.


    Hoping this would make him back off, she was surprised when he brought up twice the amount of supplements and said with a smile, “I’ve prepared a thousand of these, all downstairs. If you like throwing


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    them away, I can keep bringing them up.”


    N felt like she was hitting a wall, her face growing colder. “Mr. Hogg, please tell Mr. Sumner that I don’t need these things.”


    Spencer nodded with a smile. “Ms. Jayston<b>, </b>I’ll let him know. But you know Mr. Sumner’s temper. If you refuse, he wille himself.”


    N thought for a moment and said coldly, “Fine, I’ll ept the items. You can leave now.”


    She had no intention of keeping the caregiver either. However, the next day, the caregiver arrived with prepared meals.


    After several days of this awkward situation, N realized it was severely affecting her studies. She decided to stop resisting. Since someone was making meals for her, she might as well eat them and use the time to focus on her studies. All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    The caregiver continued bringing meals for a month, showing no sign of stopping.


    Finally, N couldn’t hold back and called Damon. “Mr. Sumner, it’s been a month. You can tell Spencer and the caregiver to stoping.”


    There was a brief silence on the other end before Damon’s deep voice came through, “I’m busy with work right now. I’ll call you backter.”


    He hung up, and N put down her phone. She hesitated for a moment before deciding to focus on her studies.


    Damon put down his phone and looked at Nathaniel and Reba across from him, his expression devoid of warmth.


    “You can leave now,” he said.


    Nathaniel frowned, disbelief in his eyes. “Damon, are you really not reconsidering the cooperation?”