Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Seeing Nyla's indifferent gaze, Damon realized that continuing the discussion tonight would be futile.

"Then get some rest. We'll talk again tomorrow," he said.

"There's no need to talk, Mr. Sumner. Please don't come back to disturb my peaceful life," Nyla replied coldly.

The chill, combined with a hint of disdain in Nyla's eyes, struck Damon like a heavy blow, leaving his face pale.

"Then I'll... leave for now. If you feel unwell, just call me," he offered.

Nyla did not respond. She simply walked to the door and opened it.

Damon pressed his lips together, standing in the living room for a moment before sighing and leaving.

After closing the door, Nyla leaned against it, exhaling softly as her emotions churned.

Downstairs, Damon's face was stormy with anger.

"Bring Rebecca to me!" he roared.

hour later, two men in black

on the sofa, his gaze cold and filled with

this before and was trembling with fear. Her voice quivered as she

biggest regret I have now is being with you back

welling up in her eyes. "Damon... do you

hate you. I just find you disgusting," he

eyes was like a knife to Rebecca's heart. She bit

opposite Damon,

Damon stated. Even without opening it, Rebecca could guess what the document

she cried, shrinking back and shaking

was cold. "I advise you to sign it. If you don't, don't ever use the favor you did

en

carried you down the mountain when you were unconscious, falling countless times and getting injured.

was icy. "Do you know what happened to

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