Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

As soon as Nyla entered the villa, she saw Damon and Mason sitting on the living room floor, playing with building blocks.

Mason was quick, but Damon was even faster and wasn't going easy on his son. While Mason was only halfway done, Damon had already finished. "I win," Damon declared, his expression calm and tone flat.

However, if one looked closely, they might catch a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Mason pouted but said nothing.

Playing games with his father was no fun-he hadn't won a single round tonight. He sniffled, thinking it would be more enjoyable to play with his mother.

Noticing that Mason seemed upset, Damon raised an eyebrow and said, "You'll need a lot more practice if you want to beat me."

"Fine..." Mason replied reluctantly.

Suddenly, a soft laugh came from nearby.

Mason and Damon both turned to see Nyla standing by the sofa, smiling warmly at them.

she had on light

Mason as

came to pick me up. I missed you so much!" Mason exclaimed, hugging her neck and

had been toward him

the situation

daycare, he was the champion, but now he was getting schooled by his own father. She figured

you too! How was playing with Daddy?"

he turned away. "It was okay, but I still like playing with

up at Damon and said, "Mr. Sumner, I'll take Buddy home

need; I drove," Nyla

feel better if I drive you home," Damon

about to refuse again,

her

walked over

for the

steady figure, she sighed and followed