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.

later, two men in

sofa, his gaze cold and filled

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

is being with you back

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

I just

was like a knife to Rebecca's heart. She bit her lip hard, tasting blood but refusing to

in black forced Rebecca to sit opposite Damon, where a document lay on the

and we'll have no further connection. I owe you nothing," Damon stated. Even without opening it, Rebecca could guess what

cried, shrinking back and shaking her head

favor you did for me

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can't do this to me!" Rebecca said, looking up at him. "Damon, I carried you down the mountain when you were unconscious, falling countless times and getting injured.

happened to people who drugged me in the

only reason Rebecca was

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favor she had done for him. No matter how significant the favor was, using it as a shield