Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 160

Nyla, who should have been unconscious, had seized a nearby flask and smashed it over Dylan's head.

The sharp shards of glass sliced into his forehead, and blood began to flow immediately.

Seizing the moment of his shock, Nyla shoved him away and stumbled toward the door.

However, she had expended all her strength in that single blow and felt weak and unsteady. Before she could reach the door, Dylan yanked her back by her hair. "Bitch, how dare you hit me!" Dylan snarled.

He slapped her across the face repeatedly. His forehead, still bleeding, made him appear grotesque and terrifying.

Nyla wanted to fight back, but her weakness prevented her. She could only glare at him with disdain.

Her defiant stare further enraged Dylan. He slapped her again and again until she was nearly unconscious.

"Let's see how long you can keep that attitude!" he growled.

He threw her to the floor and ripped off her skirt. As he gazed at her pale, slender legs, his eyes turned red with lust, and his hands began to

roam.

the disparity in their strength was too great, and the effects of the drug still lingered. She couldn't even push

I wouldn't be here if

get away

he spoke, his hands

must be dying for me

he taunted

throat, and she

a grounding force. She resolved to slash Dylan's throat if given

couldn't succeed, she would cut her

than allow him to have

his thoughts were vile. He grabbed her underwear, preparing to pull

in surprise. Before he could react, he was kicked. across the room landing hard

nearly naked body, Damon's gaze turned murderous. He took off his coat and covered her, then slowly approached Dylan Dylan's face was astien, his eyes filled with terror:

him by the collar and lifted him, looking like a

from hell