Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

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If Clark had known Jordyn would be so troublesome, he would never have let himself get involved with her in the first place. Hanging up, he glanced upstairs and took a deep breath before briskly walking towar As Damon approached his car at the villa entrance, he noticed Spencer standing nearby with an odd expression.

"What's wrong?"

Spencer hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Sumner, you better see for yourself..."

Damon opened the car door with a slight frown. Inside, he found Nyla looking disheveled and staring at him nervously. Anyone seeing this scene without knowing the context would likely assume he had done so Damon slammed the car door shut and demanded coldly, "What's going on?"

"L... I don't know. Ms. Jayston just limped out of the villa and said she wanted you to give her a ride..."

"And you let her get in?"

Damon's irritation was palpable. He had come here today to warn Clark as compensation for the night he almost lay his hand on Nyla. From the moment he stepped out of the villa, he wanted nothing more to d Sensing Damon's displeasure, Spencer involuntarily shrank back and lowered his head. "Mr. Sumner, I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

If it weren't for the fact that Nyla was Damon's niece-in-law, he wouldn't have dared to let her into the car.

"If there's a next time, you'll be mining in the desert."

"What should we do now? Should I ask Ms. Jayston to get out?"

Damon sneered. "If someone sees her coming out of my car in disarray, I won't be able to explain myself."

Spencer hung his head even lower. He should have locked the car when he saw Nyla.

"Alright, get in the car first."

Damon took off his suit jacket and threw it onto Nyla.

Initially, Nyla feared that Damon would kick her out of the car. They had only met a few times, and she didn't know his temper.

As she pondered how she would escape if Damon intended to kick her out, the car door suddenly swung open, and a coat flew toward her.

In an instant, it blocked out all light, but Damon's voice echoed clearly.

"Put it on."

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mingled with a hint of tobacco drifted to her nose. She bit her lip, reached

jacket. Besides Clark, this was the first time she had worn another ihan's clothes, especially in such an awkward and disheveled state. The next moment, Damon got

car pulled away, Nyla caught sight of Clark's car passing by, causing her heart to skip a beat. It wasn't until Clark's car disappeared from view that she breathed a sigh of relief. Regaining her composure, she turned

at her indifferently. "What do you think the taxi drivers will

so anxious to escape that she had forgotten to change her clothes. It was true-she wasn't presentable for hailing a taxi now. *Then please

"Mm."

gaze made Nyla's

"Uncle Damon... what's wrong?"

sitting on my

into the car earlier, she felt something underneath her. However, she had been so afraid that Clark would come and drag her back that she ignored it. "I'm

quickly picked up the documents, hesitating about whether to hand them

seat, reached out and took the documents from her when he sensed her

probably wouldn't touch those documents

into silence, and

with Damon was too overwhelming. It had kept her tense involuntarily. She pushed open the door and got out of the car. "Uncle Damon, thank you for today. I'll wash the jacket and send it to your company's

just throw it

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grip on the car door tightened, her fingertips turning white. She bit her lip and lowered her gaze,

soon as she closed the door, the black Maybach began to drive away. Based on Damon's earlier attitude, she

aloof, and their few encounters had been far from pleasant. It was

walked toward her apartment complex, soon disappearing

down and stayed silent, sensing Damon's icy aura. had thought Damon

He

Damon had dismissed the coat Nyla tried to return, it was clear he was cold toward all women except

he could still smell the faint scent of gardenias from Nyla's presence in the car, making him inexplicably irritable. "Open

rolled down halfway, letting in a cold breeze that dispersed the lingering gardenia

felt his irritation

Spencer's phone buzzed. He opened the message, frowning as he read

sister-in-law... Jordyn is there too. It seems she has been staying at the villa for a few days.