Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing Nyla's sadness, Damon wanted to pull her into his arms. However, as soon as he touched her, she stepped back.

A flicker of disappointment crossed his eyes as he noticed how she deliberately kept her distance.

"You should head home for now. I've asked Spencer to investigate, and I'll let you know when we have results," he said. "Alright," Nyla answered.

She walked out of Prospectus Technology and saw Gabriel standing by her car, clearly waiting for her. She quickly approached, her attitude as cold as ever. "Do you need something?" "Nyla, have you figured it out?" Gabriel asked.

Nyla looked up at him. "Figured out what?"

"Nothing," he replied.

His gentle facade only made Nyla feel more disgusted. He clearly despised her, yet continued to put on this act. She almost pitied him for how hard he tried.

"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving," she said.

Gabriel nodded. "Alright."

As Nyla's car disappeared from sight, Gabriel finally looked away, got into his vehicle, and headed toward the police station.

...

that evening, Nyla was making dinner when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. She opened the

Sumner, has Spencer found

door opened, Damon caught the scent of

you making dinner?" he

pressed her lips

she wasn't going to invite him, Damon raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I

be rude for her to turn him down

him in. She handed him a

the slippers, Damon followed her, curiosity flickering

was small, a two-bedroom rental. The kitchen was on the left as one entered, with the living room

living room wasn't large, but it was

the coffee table, their buds just

with a couple of soft, cloud-shaped pillows on top, giving the space a

in before

potatoes while a pot of chicken simmered on the stove, steam rising in

rolled up his sleeves, and walked into the kitchen. "Let me

but shook her head. "No

without waiting for her to object, took the knife from her and began slicing the

she watched him work with more skill and precision than she had, Nyla couldn't