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.

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fixed on her. Looking up,

her grip slightly and murmured, "Aren't we going to the hospital? Let's

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Spencer intervened, "Mr. Sumner, now that you've reconciled with Ms. Austen, it's best not to involve yourself with Ms.