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!"

racing as she heard his footsteps behind her. When she turned to speak,

and instinctively tried to push Damon away, but her wrist was caught, and she was pressed against

let

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

flashed with anger. Her voice turned icy. "Mr. Sumner,

could finish,

away, his lips brushing against her

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

looked up at him, her

broken up with you and want nothing more to do with you, you still

Nyla's deep hurt, her tears swirled in her eyes, stubbornly refusing to

pain, more intense than when she had broken up

sorry," he

out to wipe the tears from

really felt sorry, you wouldn't keep bothering me," Nyla

had intended to keep his distance for the next three months, but seeing Clark's hand on her

was truly

her isn't real,"

in his eyes, Nyla's expression turned cynical. She coldly looked away. "Whether it's