Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Damon's expression momentarily froze. "When did you find out?"

Nyla's tone was icy. "When you went to a couples' restaurant with her for dinner."

The two fell into silence, and the only sound was their breathing.

After a long pause, seeing that he wasn't going to speak. Nyla turned to open the car door, ready to leave.

Suddenly, Damon grabbed her wrist. "Nyla, not telling you was my mistake. I'm sorry."

Nyla glanced back at him. His features were blurred by the dim night, making it hard to read his expression. She pulled her hand away. "If you want to get back with her, I can move out tonight."

Damon frowned. "I don't want to get back with her. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd misunderstand. I'm very clear that the person I care about now is you."

Nyla found his words somewhat amusing

and looked at him with anger. "Afraid of me misunderstanding, so you spent an entire day with your ex? Afraid of me misunderstanding, so you made me wait for dinner while you went to a couples' restaurant with her? I'd like to know, what woman wouldn't misunderstand t

As Nyla spoke, her eyes grew red. She had assumed she had no expectations and could walk away at any time, but now she realized she had already fallen for him.

It hurt deeply to see him entangled with his ex.

Damon's face grew pained, his eyes filled with guilt. "I'm sorry, but I can assure you, I never intended to get back with her."

Nyla looked up with tearful eyes and said slowly, "If you never intended to get back with her, can you completely cut ties with her?"

Damon's expression froze.

Nyla wasn't surprised and laughed bitterly. "If you can't, then let's end it here."

She had originally planned to use Damon to deter the Sumners from targeting her, but now she realized that doing so also meant getting hurt. She didn't want to experience the pain of hopeful anticipation turning into disappointment again.

"Nyla, I absolutely won't get back with her, but I can't cut ties with her right now, Can you give me some time?" Damon pleaded.

"Why not?" Nyla demanded.

"I can't tell you why right now. Please, give me some time," Damon insisted.

Nyla's disappointment was evident, her gaze growing cold. "You know how Clark betrayed me, and you should understand that what hate most is a man involved with another woman.

Yet now, not only are you entangled with Rebecca, but you also expect me to give you time. Do you think that's reasonable?*

Seeing Damon's hesitant expression, Nyla lowered her gaze. "Let's leave it at that. I'll take a leave

tomorrow to move my things."

With that, she pushed past him and got into her car, driving away.

Later, Nyla checked into a hotel, planning to stay there for a few days and search for a new place over the weekend. With some money on hand, she considered finding a well secured neighborhood to avoid

any further disturbances.

The next morning, Nyla took a leave from work and went straight to Damon's villa. To her surprise, she found him sitting on the living room sofa, going through documents. Nyla frowned slightly and said, "I'm here to collect my things."

With that, she headed upstairs.

As she was packing, Damon entered the room and said softly, "Nyla, let's talk."

"We already covered the things we needed to talk about last night," Nyla replied.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.