Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Nyla looked down and said slowly, "It's nothing. I just wanted to check on how things are going since you didn't come back last night."

There was a brief pause on the other end before Damon's deep voice came through. "I'm almost done with everything. I'll be back tonight."

Nyla subconsciously tightened her grip on the phone. "Alright, then let's have dinner together tonight."

"Okay, I'll see you then," Damon replied.

After ending the call, Damon looked at the woman sitting across from him with tears in her eyes. He said coldly, "Rebecca, it's over between us. I'll book a flight for you shortly." Rebecca paused in wiping her tears and looked up at Damon. "I don't want to leave! I wasn't planning to leave when I came back to the country."

Damon's frown deepened, and his entire demeanor turned cold. "Do as you wish, but we're done."

"If you didn't care about me, you wouldn't have come to see me last night. You still love me, don't you?" Rebecca asked, her eyes filled with love and regret as she looked at Damon.

She believed that if she hadn't insisted on going abroad, she wouldn't have separated from him and that woman wouldn't have had a chance.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Now that she had what she wanted, she intended to win Damon back.

"I came last night just to make sure you wouldn't harm yourself. We once loved each other, but the moment you said we should break up, it was over," Damon explained.

"No!" Rebecca cried as she threw herself into Damon's arms, choking on her sobs. "We never truly ended. I just wanted to become a better person, someone worthy of you. You knew that too. And when I asked you to wait, you didn't refuse, did you?" Damon pushed her away, his expression cold. "It's all in the past."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Rebecca jumped up and ran after him, wrapping her arms around his waist and crying out, "Damon, don't go!"

Damon looked down at the arms wrapped around his waist, his emotions churning.

Just as he was about to push Rebecca away, her next words stopped him in his tracks.

In the evening. Nyla returned to the villa and was surprised to find that Damon still hadn't come back. She was about to call him but hesitated, recalling that he had said he'd be back tonight.

In the end, she put her phone down.

A maid approached and said, "Ms. Jayston, dinner is ready."

Nyla nodded. "Alright, Damon will be back tonight. We'll wait for him to have dinner."

"Understood," the maid replied.

They waited until after 8:00 p.m.

Nyla's phone suddenly vibrated, and her eyes lit up. She quickly picked it up, but her excitement faded when she saw that the caller wasn't Damon.

As soon as she answered, Valarie's

voice came through. "Nyla, I saw Damon tonight. He was having dinner at a couple's restaurant with another woman."

Nyla's heart sank. She bit her lip. "Are you sure you didn't mistake someone else for him?"

Valarie sighed. "I took a photo. I'll send it to you shortly. Once you see it, you'll know for sure if it was him."

After hanging up, Valarie quickly sent the photo.

Nyla's hands trembled as she opened it.

She recognized Damon in the picture, and her knuckles turned white from gripping the phone. She could no longer deceive herself.

The unease she had felt after he left

night

the ore had solidified into a

harsh reality. Her heart felt like t

was being squeezed, and hep breathing grew heavier.