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!"

her heart racing as she heard his footsteps

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

please let me go..." she

her distant gaze. "Try calling me 'Mr.

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

finish, Damon's kiss

instinctively turned her face away, his lips brushing against

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

up at him, her voice steady. "Damon, do you see me as just

if I've broken up with you and want nothing more to do with you, you still do whatever you

tears swirled in her

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

sorry," he

to wipe the tears from her eyes, but

felt sorry, you wouldn't keep bothering

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

truly

isn't real," he tried

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