Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 267 Chapter 267

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When Damon arrived, Nyla was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly. Hearing the footsteps, she looked up toward the door. Her eyes were red and filled with helplessness and fear, like a frightened little rabbit. "Uncle Damon, you're here," she called out.

Damon approached her and asked in a low voice, "Are you hurt?"

Nyla shook her head. "I'm okay. I was at the bar with Valarie. I wasn't home... When I came back, this is what I found..."

Damon frowned. "Have you called the police?"

"Yes, I did. They should be arriving soon," she replied.

"Alright. You can't stay here. I'll have Spencer find you a new place," Damon said.

"Can I stay with you for the next few days?" Nyla asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, the living room fell silent, so quiet that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

Damon's eyes narrowed dangerously as he spoke, each word deliberate. "Do you know what you're saying?"

His direct gaze seemed to penetrate everything, making Nyla feel as if she had nowhere to hide. It was as though all her thoughts were exposed to him.

She forced herself to meet his gaze and nodded. "I do."

and chuckled. "I thought it would take you a while longer to make

but that was alright. There would come a day when she would fall in

her lips together, about to speak, when footsteps came from

taking statements, Damon mostly handled the discussions with the

left, Damon turned to Nyla. "I have to go to the office later. Do you want to come with

to clean up the house and prepare some

for someone to protect you.

of warmth. It was like snow melting away, creating

her gaze away and

found herself enveloped in a warm

voice low and gentle "Dont be afraid

a moment, then wrapped her arms around his waist closing her

him was

felt too selfish and didn't

response, Damon tightened

her. I'll come to pick you

gaze was much warmer than before, causing Nyla's face to flush slightly.

little. It took him several seconds to regain his composure. He suddenly understood why people kept their mistresses hidden in the palace

calmed herself down to start toying up the disheveled living

a cup of tea and sat

had done this to her home, she needed to