Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"Who are you to stand up for her?" the woman demanded, struggling to free her arm from Gabriel's grip but failing.

"I don't need to explain my relationship with her to you," Gabriel replied coldly. "What you did to her was caught on surveillance. I'll take her to get checked out, and then the lawyer will discuss medical and emotional compensation with you." "Oh, she hit me too! I can get checked out too. It's no big deal!" the woman retorted defiantly.

Gabriel's eyes grew colder. He leaned in close, his voice a threatening whisper meant only for her ears. "You'd better pray she's okay. If she's hurt, I'll make sure you regret this."

The woman shivered at the genuine menace in his tone, sensing he wasn't merely making empty threats.

Frozen in fear, she watched as Gabriel released her and swiftly picked up Nyla in a bridal carry, heading toward the door.

Nyla was surprised by Gabriel's assistance, especially after their conversation the previous night.

As they reached the door, she protested, "You can put me down. I can walk on my own, and there's no need for a hospital check."

Despite the hard fall, she didn't believe she had any serious injuries. A few days of rest should be sufficient.

we're going to get you checked

frowned. The fall might not

Looking up, she

slightly and

almost imperceptibly when he saw

toward the parking lot and acting as though Damon's murderous glare

owed Damon a

gratitude. Had Damon not

reconciled with Rebecca, the

at Prospectus

Gabriel would never have had the opportunity

personally sent Nyla to

palpable, his eyes fixed

Sumner, now that you've reconciled with Ms. Austen, it's best not