Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Damon's expression remained indifferent. "The day she returned to the country and contacted me."

Nathaniel's body trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Is it because Rebecca only has three months left that you broke up with Nyla and got back together with her?" Damon frowned. "I haven't reconciled with her."

He had only promised to spend these three months with Rebecca, but he had no intention of resuming their relationship.

"So, you don't have feelings for her anymore?" Nathaniel asked.

"From the moment she chose to go abroad, there was no chance for us anymore," Damon replied.

Nathaniel's hands clenched at his sides, and his expression grew intense. "But she still loves you. That hasn't changed. And she only has three months left to live. Can't you at least give her some false hope?" "No. That wouldn't be fair to Nyla," Damon said.

He had asked Nyla to wait for three months and had promised not to reconcile with Rebecca. Even if Nyla didn't believe him, he wouldn't break his promise.

"What's unfair about it? Rebecca only needs three months. After that, you could get back together with Nyla. This is Rebecca's last wish. Even if you don't love her anymore, can you really bear to see her leave with regrets?" Nathaniel demanded.

Thinking about Rebecca crying earlier and saying she had only three months left, Nathaniel felt as though his heart were being squeezed tightly, making it hard to breathe.

"She was the one who initiated the breakup. If it weren't for the fact that she once saved me, I wouldn't have agreed to keep her company even if she had only three days left," Damon stated.

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