Love's perfect match novel (Elspeth and Callum)
Chapter 705 It's All Fake

Seeing Damian's pitiful appearance displeased Nyla. He has no right to pretend to be so pitiful. Back then, she had been beaten by so many people, yet she didn't make a sound. He had only been hit by a stone, so why was he crying like this? It's all fake!

With that thought in mind, Nyla turned around and picked up a stick from the side. She had originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but when she raised the stick, a furious roar came from behind her. "Nyla, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, she trembled in fear, and the stick in her hand fell to the ground. Nyla turned around and looked at the person she had been longing for. "Slevin, I'm back." Her voice trembled.

Nyla hadn't expected that the person in front of her would be so harsh toward her because of that little boy who was unrelated to them. She leaned toward him while feeling wronged.

However, Slevin clearly had no mood to reminisce with her at this moment. Seeing her approaching, he suddenly reached out and pushed her, causing Nyla to fall to the ground. Nyla couldn't believe it as she lifted her head. "Slevin, you actually pushed me. You've never treated me like this before."

"Yes, I've never thought that the little sister I painstakingly raised would turn out like this." Slevin was greatly disappointed in the girl in front of him, who seemed familiar but was now a complete stranger.

"Slevin, I haven't changed. I'm still the same as before..."

Before she could express how much she liked him, Slevin realized what she was about to say and immediately interrupted her. "Don't mention the past. I've already forgotten all about it, and I hope you can do the same."

Nyla struggled to get up from the ground and let out a miserable laugh. "So, you don't want to be with me just because I'm a simple little girl? I'm pitiful and insignificant, so you look down on me, is that it?"

Slevin furrowed his brow. He hadn't expected Nyla to have such thoughts. "I don't want to be with you simply because I've never liked you. Love is not something I can control, so why should I be obliged to be with you?"

"It's impossible. You not being with me must be because you think I'm not good enough, but I don't understand why you would like a woman like her. She looks so much older and even has a child. At the very least, I'm young, so why are you reluctant to even look at me?" Nyla shook her head frantically.

Listening to her words, Slevin coldly interrupted, "Nyla, I hope you won't speak so disrespectfully about her."

Nyla's voice trembled as she spoke, her emotions bordering on madness. "You're defending her and accusing me. Slevin, remember that I am your sister, while she is merely a stranger with no connection to you!"

"I like her."

Nyla shook her head frantically. "No, I don't believe it. I absolutely don't believe that you could like her."

Slevin watched Nyla's strange behavior and asked, "Nyla, what's wrong with you?" Elspeth looked at the scene before her and her heart was filled with rage.

She hadn't expected that her beloved son, whom she cherished and raised, would suffer like this, and the instigator of it all was the woman in front of her. She rushed forward, picked up Damian from the ground, and gently touched his face before asking with concern, "Damian, how are you? Does it still hurt?"

Damian opened his eyes and burst into tears when he saw the familiar face before him. "Mom, I missed you so much. I was so scared when that woman kept bullying me. She threw stones at me and kicked me..."

With each word he spoke, Elspeth's heart ached more. Finally, the pain turned into an endless hatred toward Nyla. Elspeth took off her coat and wrapped Damian in it. She coaxed him and asked him to sit on the ground. Then, she turned around and looked at the woman who had already gone insane. "Nyla, aren't you afraid of karma for what you've done to my son?"

Nyla showed great disdain toward the woman in front of her. In her eyes, she was just a woman who was incapable of stirring up waves. "Why should I be afraid? You and your son came to the Damazio Family because you covet our wealth, right? What I'm doing is just carrying out justice and punishing you. Why should I fear karma?"

Elspeth let out a cold smile and a deep hatred for Nyla filled her eyes. "Nyla, I've never truly hated anyone before, but what you've done today has made it impossible for me to forgive you. Even if you have depression, I will make you pay for it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Elspeth walked up to Nyla and slapped her across the face while she was distracted. "I'm slapping you on behalf of my son." Elspeth put all her strength into that slap, and with her remarkable skills, it caused Nyla's vision to turn blurry from the impact.

"How dare you hit me? Just wait until I tear you apart!" Nyla, who was now far from the quiet and shy girl she used to be, acted like a total shrew.

Slevin couldn't bear to watch any longer after seeing how Nyla acted. He glared at her with bloodshot eyes and chided, "Nyla, look at yourself now. Do you even recognize who you've become?"

Nyla, who had just been lunging at Elspeth, froze upon hearing his words. She maintained a strange and stiff posture. "Slevin, what do you mean by that? Are you rejecting me?"

"It's not just rejection. I wish I never had a sister like you." Slevin was deeply disappointed. The Nyla he remembered was always respectful and cautious and someone who always followed him around. The gir in front of him now, though seemingly familiar, had lost all her innocence and cuteness.

"Slevin, are you abandoning me?" Nyla never imagined that things would come to this point. She hadn't done anything wrong. All she did was bully a little boy. When she was bullied, those people didn't receive the punishment they deserved so she couldn't understand why she was now facing abandonment.

Nyla took a deep breath but still couldn't figure it out even after much thought. In the end, she could only direct her malicious gaze toward the mother and son duo. "Is it because of them? Is it because they hold such a significant place in your heart that you dislike me? If they don't exist anymore, would you start liking me again?"