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.

...

the doorbell rang unexpectedly. She opened the door

Spencer found anything?" she

Damon caught

you making dinner?"

her lips

going to invite him, Damon raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I haven't eaten yet.

would be

agreed, stepping aside to let him in. She handed him a new pair of slippers and

the slippers, Damon followed her, curiosity flickering

on the left as one entered, with the living room

room wasn't large, but it

sat on the coffee table, their buds just beginning to bloom. Drops of water elung to the petals, making

was draped over the sofa, with a couple of soft, cloud-shaped pillows on top, giving

all in before turning toward

chicken simmered on the stove,

off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and walked into the

her head. "No need. I

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

she watched him work with more skill and precision than she