Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Clark's commanding tone made Nyla Instinctively frown. "Whether you agree or not, I'm moving out."

Nyla's indifferent tone fueled Clark's anger even more. His voice rose. "Don't forget, your father's medical expenses-"Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Before he could finish, Nyla coldly interrupted, "Clark, ifl remember correctly, your Uncle Elijah's son is returning from studying abroad soon: You wouldn't want your affair to be known to the Summers at this tim Elijah Sumner, Clark's second uncle, wasn't very capable, so Richard had invested a lot in Elijah's son. After all, the Sumner Group was so big that they couldn't give everything to Clark.

Over the years, Clark had always performed well in front of Richard. Now was a crucial time. He couldn't let Nyla tell Richard about his affair.

Nyla had also considered this point in her choice to move out at this time.

There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, there was a low laugh. "Nyla, I never realized before that you were a rabbit that would bite."

Clark's voice was chilly, clearly filled with anger.

before but now they were

Nyla lowered her gaze, suddenly feeling a bit sad. They had been so in love before, but now threatening and disgusted with each other. "You taught me this."

Clark didn't respond. After a cold laugh, he hung up.

Nyla put down her phone, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, and forced herself not to think about Clark anymore.

Valarie saw the vulnerability flash in Nyla's eyes as she turned around and sighed inwardly. Nyla

had truly loved Clark. It would probably take a long time for her to let go of the pain and disappointment of his betrayal

Once they finished moving and unpacking. Nyla planned to treat Valarie to dinner, but Valarie refused. "I have a date with my boyfriend tonight. Besides, you've just moved out, and everything costs money. It's Before Nyla could say anything. Valarie hurriedly left. Knowing that Valarie cared about her, Nyla fel wave of warmth in her heart

Although she had lost love, she still had friendship and family love, which was enough to make her hopeful about life again.

After Valarie left, Nyla didn't plan to eat out. She decided to go to the grocery store to buy some Seasonings and groceries to cook at home.

With her keys in hand, she walked to the nearest store,

Having bought what she needed and leaving the grocery store, she realized it had started raining heavily

outside. It occurred to her that the weather forecast had indeed mentioned rain In Saintornia recently.

Nyla stood at the entrance, deciding to wait until the rain eased before heading back.

In a black Maybach on the roadside, Spencer Hogg saw Nyla standing at the grocery store entrance and felt a sense of familiarity. He looked a few times before saying, "Mr. Sumner, Isn't that Ms. Jayston stand Spencer had met Nyla a few times when he accompanied Damon to banquets. However, if he

remembered correctly, Clark and Nyla lived in the southern part of the city. Why would she be there at this hour, without any service staff or drivers?

Damon, who was looking at the documents in the back seat, turned his head to look at the somewhat distressed woman holding a bunch of things and standing awkwardly at the grocery store entrance. He with "Ms. Jayston seems to be trapped by the rain. Should we give her a ride? Just as Spencer finished speaking-he realized that the temperature in the car had dropped a few degrees.

"Do you have nothing to do?"

Realizing Damon's displeasure, Spencer quickly explained, "Ms. Jayston is your niece-in-law, isn't she? If it were another woman, I wouldn't dare to speak out.

"Besides, we don't know when this rain will stop. It's quite dangerous for Ms. Jayston to be outside alone at this late hour."

Damon scoffed lightly as he recalled how Nyla had gotten the room wrong that night. It had been quite dangerous. Such a foolish woman was rare. If she had encountered another man that night, she might hav of.

When Damon didn't speak, Spencer hesitated and asked, "Mr. Sumner, should we go or...

"You just said she's my niece-in-law. If I turn a blind eye now, won't others say I lack empathy?"

Spencer was rendered speechless, thinking that Damon usually lacked empathy anyway.

Nyla waited for a while. Seeing that the rain was not only continuing but seemed to be getting heavier, she hesitated about hailing a cab.

Just then, a black Maybach stopped right in front of her.

The rear window lowered, revealing Damon's cool face,

Nyla was taken aback, clearly not expecting to meet him here.

"Get in. I'll take you back," he said coldly, his face devoid of expression, giving off an intimidating vibe. Nyla took a step back and shook her head. "Uncle Damon, it's okay. The rain will stop in a while." Damon f His imposing presence almost took Nyla's breath away She involuntarily tightened her grip on the bag she was carrying.

Before she could refuse, the front passenger door suddenly opened, and Spencer got out to take the things from her hands. "Ms. Jayston, get in the car. This rain will last at least another hour, and it's windy her might catch a cold."

Nyla couldn't refuse any longer as Spencer had already put her things in the trunk. She bit her lip and opened the car door to get in. As soon as she sat down, the faint woody fragrance on Damon Invaded her Her hands, hanging by her side, subconsciously clenched the hem of her shirt.

The memory of that night when she almost went too far with Damon was too vivid, making her feel awkward just being with him.

Damon seemed not to notice Nyla's discomfort. He put down the documents in his hand and looked at her. "Why did you come so far to get groceries?"

"I moved here recently. Uncle Damon, you can drop me off at the entrance of The Fleur."

"Did you have a fight with Clark?"

"No, I found a job recently, and living here is closer to the company."

Damon didn't speak again, and the car fell silent.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of The Fleur, and Nyla silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for sending me back, Uncle Damon."

She was about to push the door and get out when suddenly an umbrella was handed to her.

Nyla immediately noticed Damon's hand, as she was someone who appreciated hands. She had even developed a liking for Clark starting from when she saw his hands.

The joints of the hand holding the umbrella were distinct, fair, making it hard for her to look away.

"Take it."

She instinctively refused. 'No need, I can run back-

Before she finished speaking, Damon's somewhat impatient voice sounded. "Do you want to get soaked like a drowned rat?"

Nyla went silent. After hesitating for a moment, she still took the umbrella from Damon. "Thank you...."

Damon didn't say anything, his expression somewhat indifferent.

As Nyla got out, Spencer had already taken the things from the trunk. "Ms: Jayston, should I send you upstairs?"

No need. I don't have much stuff. I can manage on my own."

Spencer didn't insist either. After all, Damon had a meeting later.

After handing Nyla's things to her, he got back in the car and left.

Watching the black Maybach's tail lights disappear from sight, Nyla turned and walked toward her rented apartment.

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In the car, Damon picked up the documents and said with a blank face, "Find out what's going on between Nyla and Clark."