Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Nyla was irritated by the persistent knocking and slowly walked out of her bedroom. She asked, "Valarie, who's at the door?" Valarie turned to her and said softly, "It's Damon."

Nyla's hand, resting on the doorframe, grew pale from tension, and her already wan face seemed even more drawn.

After a moment of silence, she finally said, "Let him in."

Since Damon was already aware of the situation, she couldn't avoid him forever or remain hidden indefinitely.

"But you—" Valarie's gaze involuntarily dropped to Nyla's stomach, filled with concern.

Nyla forced a smile. "It's okay."

She had known that a day like this would come the moment she discovered she was pregnant.

"Alright then," Valarie replied and opened the door.

An immediate chill ran down Nyla's spine. Facing Damon up close felt far more oppressive than seeing him through the peephole. An icy dread seemed to rise from her feet. Damon's eyes were calm, but his expression was cold and unreadable. Still, Valarie could sense the suppressed fury beneath his calm exterior, ready to erupt.

"Damon, Nyla is—" Before Valarie could finish, Damon pushed past her and entered.

doorframe, looking pale, Damon abruptly halted. His

stepped in front of Nyla, adopting a protective stance. "Damon, if you're going to do something, take it out on me. I signed the

trembled

slight shiver, Nyla felt a pang of gratitude. Even though Valarie was scared, she still stood bravely in front

in the kitchen might burn... Could you check on

bit her lip and whispered, "Why

worry. I need to clear

moment but eventually nodded. "Alright. If he does anything to you, remember to call

Nyla nodded. "Okay."

room

entire body tense as if

an eternity, he suddenly walked

approached, Nyla subconsciously

a deep breath and said, "Mr. Sumner, the timing for this baby was not ideal, and we are over. I have the

she could finish, Damon was right in front of her. Her heart raced, fearing he might do something to hurt her. Instead, he gently lifted her into

tender as if he were handling a precious