Trading My Ex for His Uncle



"I already know most of what happened between us. I've done you and Buddy wrong, and I'll do my best to make it up to you both," Damon said.

Nyla looked up in disbelief, clearly surprised that Damon would say something like that.

Under her intense gaze, Damon awkwardly turned his eyes away and coldly added, "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm just feeling guilty."

"Don't worry. I won't misunderstand. Whatever happened before is in the past. I won't get carried away or use Buddy to entangle you," Nyla replied firm Damon felt a wave of irritation wash over him, and his voice turned even colder. "That's for the best!"

With that, he turned and left the bedroom.

As the bedroom door closed, the room fell silent, save for Mason's soft breathing.

Nyla pressed her hand against her restless heart, trying to calm her chaotic thoughts. She went to the wardrobe, grabbed her pajamas, and prepared to take a shower.

When Nyla and Mason got up the next morning, Damon had already left for a business trip.

Lydia brought in breakfast and said with a smile, "Ms. Kinsey, Mr. Sumner knows you like bagels, so he specifically told me to warm some

up for you before he left. You can eat them as soon as you wake up."

Nyla looked at Lydia with suspicion. Those words didn't sound like something Damon would say. Still, she didn't want to dig deeper. "Thank you, Lydia

"If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Sumner. I've never seen him be so considerate toward a woman before!" Lydia rambled

on about Damon's good qualities, nearly revealing her true intentions.

Nyla smiled and took a sip of milk before gently telling Lydia, "Lydia, I have a boyfriend."

Lydia froze in disbelief, her eyes wide. "You have a boyfriend? How could you have a boyfriend?"

Confusion crossed Nyla's face. "Why can't I have a boyfriend? Do I look like no one would want me?"

Lydia shook her head. "No... I just mean... Oh, never mind..."

She didn't quite understand the ways of young people. According to her values, since Nyla had a child with Damon, she should be with him for life.

However, she also spent time online

and realized that young people's thinking was completely different from that of her generation. She didn't press the issue. After all, she wasjust a housekeeper, and saying too much might come off as intrusive.

Once Lydia left, Nyla finally let out a sigh of relief and began to eat her breakfast. She knew Lydia meant well, but she and Damon were simply not meant to be. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

After finishing breakfast, Nyla was about to head back to her room to read when Clark walked in.

“What are you doing here?" Nyla asked coldly, her gaze indifferent.

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ot minding her frostiness, Clark stepped closer and said, "Nyla, I'm about to take over the Sumner Group. I have the ability to protect you and Buddy. I hope you'll give me a chance to make it up to you.” Nyla found it somewhat amusing. Last night, Damon had said he wanted to make amends, and now Clark was saying the same thing. If they both regretted their actions, why had they hurt her in the first place?

"Clark, I've already made myself very clear. I hope you won't be like a clingy parasite. Please leave now," she requested.

Nyla wondered how Damon had managed to let Clark in, but she found his presence annoying.

“Nyla, Uncle Damon can't give you happiness. Only we are meant to be together," Clark professed.

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