Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 884

Seeing Damon look weary, Nyla pursed her lips before asking, "Want me to give you a massage?" Damon shook his head. "No need. I'm good now."

"Alright," Nyla replied.

Damon spent another hour working on his documents before they both headed to bed.

After their showers, he offered to dry Nyla's hair.

"Aren't you tired? I can do it myself," she said.

"I'll do it," he insisted, taking the hairdryer from her with such determination that she had to let him.

"Fine," she relented.

Turning her back to him, she let the warmth of the dryer lull her into relaxation, nearly dozing off by the time he finished.

and sleep. I just remembered I have one

nothing of it, nodded.

few strands of her hair he held in his hand,

under ten minutes, he returned, slipping

ways to get a hair sample from Harrison. Just as he was lost in thought, Nyla's voice cut through the silence. "Damon,

Just

her hand slip into his, her

on your mind, don't keep it bottled up. I may not

her hand,

a while, Damon spoke up again. "Hey, do you want to visit your dad tomorrow? It's been

she was worried about him, so she said, "Sure. The cameras I

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her forehead. "Sounds good. Now, get some sleep." "Goodnight," she

Damon and Nyla arrived at Harrison's apartment building. As they pulled up,

to find Wren standing at the

and carried herself differently than she had five years prior, Nyla recognized her instantly. Wren didn't