Trading My Ex for His Uncle

"I thought you were planning to never speak to me again," Damon said, gripping Nyla's chin and forcing her to look at him.

Nyla slapped his hand away, her voice icy. "Mr. Sumner, there's nothing to discuss between us. What you're doing now is sexual harassment. If you don't want me to call the police, let me go right- Mmph!" Before she could finish, Damon kissed her.

Nyla froze for a moment, then bit him hard, the taste of blood filling her mouth.

Damon let her go, his expression darkening. "Are you part dog?"

Seeing his lower lip bleeding, Nyla sneered. "If you dare lay a hand on me again, this will just be the beginning."

Damon wiped the blood from his mouth and raised an eyebrow. "You just accused me of sexual harassment. I thought I should live up to the charge. Otherwise, what's the point?"

"Can you let me go now?" Nyla asked.

"I will, as long as you promise to stay away from Gabriel," Damon replied.

Nyla nodded. "Fine. I'll agree as long as you keep your distance from Rebecca."

Damon's smile froze, and he frowned. "Nyla, I told you, give me three months."

"And I told you, no. I won't wait for you. From the moment you lied to me, it was over between us," Nyla insisted.

"You heard how nasty your stepmother was today. If I hadn't stepped in, you-" Damon began.

Nyla cut him off, her tone indifferent, "Speaking of that, if you hadn't meddled today, I could have handled it myself. Next time something like this happens, do me a favor and pretend you didn't see it. I don't want people to think we're still entangled. I won't be 'the other woman'."Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Damon scowled, his grip on Nyla's wrist tightening involuntarily.

Feeling the pain in her wrist, Nyla glared at him. "Are you trying to break my wrist?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Damon apologized.

Taking advantage of the moment Damon's grip loosened, Nyla pulled her hand free and walked away.

She stepped into the elevator,

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relieved that Damon hadn't followed her. Upon looking down at her reddened wrist, her mood soured even further.

Flirting with Rebecca on one hand and asking Nyla to wait on the other-did all the Sumner men think they were so irreplaceable?

After Clark's betrayal, love no longer held the same significance for Nyla. She could weigh the pros and cons and walk away as soon as she was hurt.

Back at the lab building, she ran into Gabriel, who was hurrying out. Seeing her, he heaved a sigh of relief. "What did my mom want with you?" Nyla's expression turned cold as she thought about Wren and her comments.

"She said that since I've been divorced, should keep my distance from you so I don't mess up your relationships as well. I think she has a point. We should cut down on unnecessary interactions," Nyla said.

Gabriel stiffened and frowned. "I didn't know she would say that. Don't take it to heart. I'll talk to her."

Nyla didn't respond and entered her office with a stony expression.