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.

...

doorbell rang unexpectedly.

has Spencer found

Damon caught the scent of her

making

pressed her lips

she wasn't going to invite him, Damon raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I haven't eaten yet. How about we

would be

in. She handed him a new pair of

Damon followed her, curiosity flickering in

two-bedroom rental. The kitchen was on the left as one entered, with the living room and dining area. straight ahead. The bathroom was at the

large, but it was

just beginning to bloom. Drops of water elung to the petals,

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

all in before turning

chicken simmered on the stove, steam

his jacket, rolled up his sleeves,

was surprised but shook her head. "No need. I

washed his hands and, without waiting for her to

with more skill and precision than she had, Nyla