Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Nyla pressed her lips together before replying softly, "Mr. Sumner, please come in."

Damon entered, holding Mason, and glanced at Oliver, who was standing in the middle of the living room.

"Mr. Raynor, I hope I'm not interrupting," he said.

Oliver met his gaze without hesitation. "Not at all."

Their eyes locked, and although both were smiling, the atmosphere felt tense, as if the air had thickened around them.

Nyla placed the watermelon on the table and broke the silence. "Mr. Sumner, Oliver, have a seat."

Oliver looked at her warmly. "Is it okay for me to be here while you and Mr. Sumner talk? If it's not a good time, I can step out." "It's fine. There's nothing to worry about," she replied.

As Damon listened to their conversation, bitterness swelled in his heart, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on Mason.

you're holding

turned to Damon, who quickly loosened his grip on Mason and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Buddy. I got a little distracted." Mason shook his head. "It's okay, Daddy. I'm not mad

ever feels uncomfortable, just let Daddy know,"

"Okay," Mason chirped.

walked over to sit across from Nyla and Oliver,

I came here

several messages, but you didn't reply,

decided to come

explained.

at Nyla, he struggled to keep his feelings in check, trying to maintain an expression that revealed nothing of the man who had regained

and realized Damon had indeed sent her a few messages.

sorry. I didn't see them.

it over, and

to he can go with you. Once everything settles down, he can decide whether to stay with you or me," Nyla