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 suits brought Rebecca into

his gaze cold

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

is

welling up in her eyes. "Damon... do you really hate me that

you. I just find you

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

to sit opposite Damon,

and we'll have no further connection. I owe you nothing," Damon stated. Even without

back and shaking her head as tears continued to

the favor you did for me back

en

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. Now, just because

happened to people who drugged me in

only reason Rebecca was

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because of the favor she had done for him. No matter how significant