Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Nyla managed to steel her heart and not want the child. What more could she feel for him?

Damon left.

A short while later, Valarie walked in, looking hesitant to speak.

Nyla pretended not to notice and forced a smile. "Valarie, you've worked hard today. You should head home. I'll manage on my own."

Valarie sat down by the bed. After a moment of thought, she spoke softly. "When Damon left earlier, his face was ashen. He must really care about you."

Nyla looked down, her expression unchanged. "Before Rebecca showed up, I really cared about him too. Valarie, there's no point in trying to persuade me. It's over between us. I just want to focus on my studies for now and not think about anything else." Valarie knew Nyla was a determined person and sighed. "There's some soup in the thermos. Remember to drink it later. I'm heading out now. If you need anything, just call me." "Got it," Nyla replied.

As Valarie went downstairs, she saw Damon still waiting by his car. Knowing he was waiting for her, she walked over to him.

"She must have been in a lot of pain during the procedure today?" Damon's voice was hoarse, his features partly obscured in the darkness, looking somewhat defeated. Valarie's gaze was cold. "What do you think?"

Seeing the anger in her eyes, Damon gave a wry smile. "I'm the one at fault."

know,"

silence fell

a low voice, "Ms. Weir, Nyla doesn't want to see me. Could you help me take care of her during this time?" Valarie scoffed. "I was going to take care of her regardless. Besides, you and Nyla are no longer together. It's

she turned and

arrived with supplements and a

him to make sure she

come personally.

supplements into the trash right in front

this would make him back off, she was surprised when he brought up twice the amount of supplements and said with a smile, "I've prepared a thousand of these, all downstairs. If you like throwing them away,

hitting a wall, her face growing colder. "Mr. Hogg, please tell Mr. Sumner that I don't need these things." Spencer nodded with a smile. "Ms. Jayston, I'll let him know. But you know Mr. Sumner's temper. If you

a moment and said coldly, "Fine, I'll accept the

of keeping the caregiver either. However, the next day, the caregiver arrived

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her studies. She decided to stop resisting. Since someone was making meals for