Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 602

The window stood open, and the light blue curtains swayed gently in the breeze.

By the window, a round table was covered with a beige tablecloth, and a vase held several gardenias. The flowers were clearly fresh-cut, with water droplets clinging to the petals and filling the air with their sweet fragrance. "I really like this room, Lydia. Thank you!" Nyla said.

Seeing Nyla's sincere smile, Lydia felt relieved. "I'm glad you like it, Ms. Kinsey. Mr. Mason's room is right next door, in the third room. If you don't need anything else, I'll go prepare lunch now. Just call me or Maddie if you need something." Nyla nodded. "Okay."

After Lydia left with Maddie, Nyla turned to Mason. "Buddy, do you want to take a nap?"

After learning that he could be discharged that morning, Mason had been so excited the night before that he had only gotten a few hours of sleep.

Now, his eyelids drooped, clearly revealing his sleep deprivation.

Mason held Nyla's hand and looked up at her. "Mommy, can I sleep here with you?"

Despite Mason's efforts to hide it, Nyla noticed the unease and fear in his eyes. She reached out to stroke his head and smiled. "Of course you can."

After coaxing Mason to sleep, Nyla sat on the couch by the window, her gaze lowered as she seemed lost in thought.

kitchen, Maddie squeezed a handful of vegetables, her

nice to that Ms. Kinsey? I think she just wants to use Mr.

soup, turned around and saw that Maddie had damaged a bunch of vegetables.

just a maid. And honestly, I think Ms. Kinsey seems really nice-she's gentle and easy to get along with,"

a good show now that she just moved in. Just wait a few

Mr. Sumner already has a fiancee. I think Ms. Hulle is

so marrying Damon

there

child, thinking she could leverage that to gain status. Someone like her didn't

or Ms. Kinsey, neither of them has anything to do with you. I suggest you keep your unseemly thoughts to yourself, or 'have

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you thrown out!"

Maddie pouted. "Got it!"

heart. Mr. Sumner isn't someone you can fantasize about!"

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