Trading My Ex for His Uncle

As soon as Damon stepped out of the car, someone else appeared at the entrance of the apartment building.

Damon's stride faltered, and his expression immediately hardened.

Gabriel positioned himself in front of Nyla.

Nyla's face, though free of makeup, remained strikingly beautiful, causing Gabriel's heart to stir as he gazed at her.

"Do you need something?" she asked, her tone frosty.

Sensing her coldness, Gabriel looked somewhat disappointed but managed a forced smile. "Nyla, I just returned from visiting your dad. He misses you. If you're free tomorrow night, let's go see him together." Nyla pressed her lips together. "Okay. If I'm free, I'll go."

Eager to avoid further interaction with Gabriel, she turned to leave.

Just as Gabriel was about to call after her, he felt a cold stare. Turning, he saw Damon approaching, his face stormy.

Nyla noticed Damon too. Her gaze flickered with confusion. He had publicly reconciled with Rebecca-why was he there?

With that thought in mind, she walked to the elevator and pressed the up button, pretending not to see Damon.

Gabriel smirked. "Mr. Sumner, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to see her. It has nothing to do with you," Damon replied.

"Of course it does. I'm Nyla's brother, and you're a man with a girlfriend. It's inappropriate for you to be seeking her out privately, don't you think?" Gabriel countered.

Damon's gaze grew colder. "This is between her and me. It's not your place to interfere."

"But it seems Nyla doesn't want to see you," Gabriel retorted.

The chill in Damon's eyes deepened, his cold aura almost palpable.

Gabriel, however, maintained a faint smile, showing no fear as he met Damon's gaze.

While they were locked in their standoff, the elevator doors opened.

Nyla, exhausted from dealing with the two of them, walked straight into the elevator.

Just as the doors were about to close, a hand suddenly blocked the gap, causing the doors to open once more.

Nyla looked at Damon standing outside the elevator with cold eyes. "Mr. Sumner, do you need something?" "We need to talk," Damon replied.

Meeting his cool gaze, Nyla paused for a moment. She acknowledged that some matters needed to be resolved.

"Alright," she said, stepping out of the elevator to follow Damon.

"Nyla..." Gabriel called after her in a low voice. "I'll wait here. If anything happens, just call me."

"Nothing's going to happen. Go home," Nyla said.

For a moment, Gabriel's smile wavered, and his hands clenched tightly at his sides.

Soon, Nyla and Damon found a quiet spot outside the apartment building. Her expression remained frosty as she looked at him.

"What do you want to talk about?" she asked.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Nyla, about me getting back together with Rebecca-" Damon began.

Nyla cut him off, "I'm not interested in that. You don't need to explain. I agreed to talk with you to clear things up once and for all.

"Since you've reconciled with her, there is no possibility for us. I hope you'll keep your distance from now on. Don't come to my building again. I don't want people to misunderstand and think I'ma homewrecker."

Damon frowned, and his demeanor grew even colder. "I know you won't believe anything I say right now, but

I'll explain everything in throw, but

months."

"That's not necessary. It doesn't matter anymore," Nyla shot back.

Damon's gaze hardened due to Nyla's indifference. "Nyla, the one I love is you."

Nyla looked up at him. He was still as handsome as ever, stirring her heart, but she had had enough of the emotional turmoil.

She had thought she could endure it,

but now she realized that truly loving someone meant she couldn't tolerate any other woman being in his life.