Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 220: Nyla continued, her voice rising. "You can't handle the pressure from the Brooks family anymore, is that it? Is Ryland making demands again? Does he want me to throw myself at someone else again?" Nyla stood motionless, the sting of Vicki's slap radiating across her cheek, adding a raw, almost defiant edge to her appearance. A bitter laugh escaped her lips, and as she lifted her gaze, a single tear welled up but refused to fall, retreating back into her eye. In the past, words like Vicki's would have shattered her.

She'd often felt guilt-an unbearable weight pressing down on her, convincing her she was somehow to blame. But not this time. This time, there was only emptiness, a strange, unshakable numbness that dulled the edges of Vicki's accusations. Vicki's face twisted with rage, her hand trembling as she raised it and slapped Nyla once more. "You've let me down too much!" Nyla didn't flinch. Her voice was steady, razor-sharp. "When have I ever made you proud? Everything you've done, every decision you've made, has always been for Nolan. For yourself.

Never for me." Vicki's anger flared, her voice rising to match. "I've done everything to give us a better life! I raised you, and this is how you repay me? By chasing after someone else's man?" "Did Ryland tell you that?" Nyla asked coldly. Her expression was distant, her lips cracked with a faint trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. "Leave now," Vicki ordered. "I'll buy you a plane ticket, and from now on, you're not to return to this country!" Her tone was resolute, her disgust unmistakable as her eyes flickered over Nyla.

The sight of her own daughter seemed to churn Vicki's stomach, and she raised her hand again. But when her gaze met Nyla's-hard, emotionless-her hand fell, trembling, to her side. Discover endless worlds on gαℓησνs﹒o The light in Nyla's eyes dimmed further as she clutched her stomach, discomfort flaring. "Why?" Nyla's voice cracked, the question slipping out like a plea. "Why have you never believed me? Not once." Her chest ached with the weight of the memories-years of bullying, false accusations, and silence. Vicki had always doubted her, stood against her. Why?

Nyla wanted an answer but knew she'd never get one. She only knew that she no longer regarded Vicki as her mother. "How can I believe you?" Vicki spat, her voice sharp and bitter. "How could anyone? Look at what you've done! You don't care about your reputation, but I-" Nyla snapped. Her restraint crumbled, her voice rising with fury. "What have I done, Vicki? Tell me!" Her eyes burned as she stepped forward. "You think I'm some shameless side piece? You think I 'stole' someone's future husband? Do you even know the truth?

Ethan and I have been together for years-since before you threw me aside for Nolan!" . . .