Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"Even if you were the one who ended things, he wronged you first! Are you just going to take it lying down?" Valarie looked at Nyla, her expression a mix of anger and sympathy.

"What else can I do? He doesn't like me anymore. Am I supposed to hold a knife to his throat and force him to change his mind?" Nyla's voice was calm as if discussing something unrelated to her life. Her naivety had led her to believe Damon genuinely liked her, that he wouldn't hurt her as Clark had done.

Valarie glanced down at Nyla's hands, clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. With a sigh, she said, "Let me go. I'm not going to cause a scene."

"Really?" Nyla asked, unsure.

Valarie nodded. "Yeah."

People always kicked those who were down. Even if they confronted them now, the others would laugh at Nyla's expense.

Nyla released Valarie and said softly, "Don't dwell on this. I've made peace with it."

Sometimes, she still felt sad when she thought about him.

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's find something happier to chat about," Valarie suggested, trying to comfort her.

They changed the subject. Although Nyla continued to respond to Valarie, her mind was elsewhere.

So, Damon had brought Rebecca here tonight to throw her a welcome-back party. It seemed he truly did love her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept thinking about her all these years, seizing the chance to be with her the moment she returned. In a way, this was good. Rebecca was a better match for him than she ever was.

not to mention it, feeling only pity

time and missing what Valarie had said, Nyla took a deep breath and stood up. "Valarie,

turned and walked quickly

water, she finally felt a bit

and began wiping her face, the restroom stall's door opened, and Rebecca

glint appeared in Rebecca's eyes when she saw Nyla. She moved to the sink and turned on

the damp paper towel into the trash and was about to leave when Rebecca suddenly spoke up. "Hello, Ms. Jayston. I'm Rebecca Austen. You've

Nyla asked, her expression cold

off the faucet, lightly shook the

so I was curious. But now that I'm back, I hope

distance

After

Damon. If I get angry, the consequences

laugh. "Save your breath for Damon. Unlike you, I have no

have much of

the chance, it wouldn't have affected Nyla's relationship with Damon, no matter what

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sense of dislike in Nyla. She could tell Rebecca had known