Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Nyla's eyes instantly welled up with tears as she pulled Mason tightly into her embrace. Her voice trembled as she said, "Buddy, I'm happy as long as I have you." Mason reached out his little hand and gently patted Nyla's back, speaking in a mature tone. "Mommy, I'll be good. We'll be fine in our new place."

Releasing Mason, Nyla wiped away her tears and smiled. "Okay, let's go to the new place together and start a new life."

Mason nodded vigorously, his expression filled with determination.

They didn't have much to pack, finishing in just a morning.

During lunch, Nyla shared their plans to leave with Lydia.

Lydia froze, nearly spilling the soup she held. She quickly set it down, her face filled with disbelief.

"Ms. Kinsey, why are you leaving so suddenly? Did Mr. Sumner not let you stay anymore?" she asked.

Looking into Lydia's concerned eyes, Nyla felt a warm wave wash over her. Lydia had been so kind since her first day here. Now, as she prepared to leave, she felt reluctant to say goodbye. "Lydia, it's not like that. Buddy and I are moving out, and Mr. Sumner agreed to it," Nyla explained.

was taken aback.

your kindness, and I'll definitely come back to visit whenever I can," Nyla promised. Lydia's eyes reddened at these words. Nyla's promise to visit likely meant she wouldn't return after leaving. She could tell Nyla wanted no further contact with Damon. Wiping her eyes,

a pang of sorrow at Lydia's sadness, but she knew she couldn't stay here forever.

left on their own,

car fade into the

like her." "Maddie, shut up! Whether Mr. Sumner likes Ms. Kinsey or not, he'll never look at you. Keep your useless thoughts to

and turned away, falling

ignored her and returned to the villa to

set of keys, and a bank card lying on the bed. She froze, uncertain what to do

...

her hotel room, she

what's with the bank card

it through. I don't need your compensation-I can buy the villa myself. As for the

through. "What do you mean by that? Are