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!"

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

push Damon away, but her wrist was caught, and she was

please let

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

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

finish, Damon's kiss

face away, his lips brushing against

in her eyes. The humiliation was overwhelming. Damon clearly saw her resistance but still showed no

her voice steady. "Damon, do you see me as just a

you still do whatever you want

hurt, her tears swirled in

felt a wave of regret and pain, more intense than when

I'm sorry,"

reached out to wipe the tears from

you

distance for the next three months, but seeing Clark's hand on her

truly

with her isn't real," he tried

coldly looked away. "Whether it's real or not