Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Clark shook his head. "How could that be? I just hope you understand that someone with nothing can be fearless." He turned and left after speaking.

Back in the car, Clark shook his sleeve, and a knife fell out, its blade glinting coldly.

He picked it up and sneered. If Damon hadn't agreed earlier, this knife would have been pressed against Nyla's neck.

He wouldn't have done that unless absolutely necessary, though. After all, Nyla was once his wife.

...

Only Nyla and Damon remained in the office.

The room fell into silence, with neither of them speaking.

Nyla took a deep breath and looked at Damon. "Mr. Sumner, I'm really sorry about this morning. I didn't expect him to show up and use me to threaten you." Damon frowned. "You don't need to apologize for what Clark did."

Her pale face clearly indicated Clark's actions had shaken her..

"I also caused you trouble, and I appreciate you saving me. If there's nothing else, I'll get back to work now," Nyla added.

As she turned to leave, Damon's cold voice stopped her. "Wait!"

tightened her grip on the door handle, her heart racing as she heard his footsteps

frowned and instinctively tried to push Damon away, but her

let

distant gaze. "Try calling me 'Mr. Sumner' one more

eyes flashed with anger. Her voice turned icy.

could finish, Damon's kiss

instinctively turned her face away,

humiliation was overwhelming. Damon clearly saw her resistance but still showed

lips together and looked up at him, her voice steady. "Damon, do you see

and want nothing more to do with you, you still do whatever you want with me, and I have no

her tears swirled in her eyes, stubbornly refusing to

a wave of regret and pain, more intense

sorry," he

tears

you really felt sorry, you wouldn't keep bothering

but seeing Clark's hand on her waist earlier had nearly driven him

was truly

her isn't real," he

She coldly looked away. "Whether