Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Caroline didn't say anything more, merely reminding Nyla to be careful on her way back before heading into the hotel.

...

Nyla got home and sat on the sofa. She was about to rest when she noticed a corner of the invitation peeking out of her bag. She pulled it out and opened it. As she read through the conference details, her grip on the invitation tightened.

Maybe Caroline was right. She should reconsider her future plans. She couldn't have children, and even without Rebecca's interference, she and Damon wouldn't have lasted.

Besides, having already been burned once by Clark, she shouldn't make the same mistake again.

With that thought, a determined glint appeared in her eyes.

...

The next morning, as soon as Nyla arrived at Prospectus Technology, she ran into Rebecca.

To be precise, Rebecca was deliberately waiting for her.

"Ms. Jayston, good morning! I came to deliver breakfast to Damon. He has a sensitive stomach and doesn't like eating breakfast made by others, so I made it myself," Rebecca said.

replied coldly, "Ms. Austen, if you enjoy showing off so much, you might as well bring along a couple of photographers next time to capture you delivering breakfast and send the photos to some entertainment

and brushed her hair back. "There's no need for that. As long as Damon understands my

in front of me. I'm not interested." With that, Nyla

retreating figure, her smile widening. She hoped Nyla had really given up on Damon. Otherwise, she would

...

on the top floor, Rebecca

heard

before coming to work

you breakfast. I made it myself. Please have it before you start

documents. leave it on the desk. You're pl There's no need for you to

flashing in her eyes. "But you have a sensitive stomach because you skipped breakfast

office door swung open, and Spencer

"Mr. Sumner, I

looked up at Rebecca. "You can go

breakfast-"

respond, his impatience