Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Sensing Nyla's struggle, Damon paused and abruptly released her.

Nyla trembled with anger, torn between wanting to hit him and remembering that he had saved her life. She bit her lip hard and remained silent, though she was deeply hurt inside. What did he think of her? He knew she was Clark's wife-his nephew's wife-and still dared to do something like that!

The more Nyla thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and tears streamed down her face.

The Sumner men were all despicable!

Damon's gaze grew colder in the darkness, his entire demeanor radiating chill, as he heard Nyla's sobs.

"Why were you so distant from Clark before, even wanting a divorce, but now you're having dinner with him as if nothing happened?" he asked.

Damon's accusatory tone made Nyla frown. Even though he had saved her before, what he had just done and the question he was asking now were far beyond acceptable.

She took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and said coldly, "Uncle Damon, it's normal for a married couple to have dinner together. But what you did just now, as an elder, is completely out of line." Damon's voice was icy. "Out of line? Didn't you seduce me first?"

Nyla instinctively retorted, "When did I-"

Suddenly, she stopped, remembering the night she had found Clark cheating and ended up in the wrong

room.

Seeing her silence, Damon asked, "Cat got your tongue?"

"I've already explained that night at the hotel-it was an accident. If you don't believe me, there's nothing more I can do," she said.

"Whether it was an accident or not, it happened," he remarked.

Nyla's expression hardened. Was he trying to pin this on her?

"As long as nothing happened in the end, it doesn't count," she retorted.

"You mean I can do whatever I want to you as long as I don't go all the way, and you'll just pretend nothing happened?" he asked.

"That's a misleading interpretation. I've explained that night. Believe it or not, I'm grateful for your help. Still, that doesn't give you the right to do as you please with me."Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After saying that, Nyla tried to push past Damon and find the door, but she was yanked back as soon as her hand touched the handle.

Damon's voice was filled with anger. "That mistress is pregnant with Clark's child. Soon, she'll give birth. Can you tolerate another woman having his child and even sharing him with her?" Nyla took a deep breath and shook off his hand, saying coldly, "That's my business, not something for you

to worry about."

"So you love him so much that you're willing to forgive him even if he's unfaithful?" he asked.

"Yes!"

Nyla's voice was filled with resolve. To uncover the truth about the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident, she had to stay close to Clark.

Besides, her relationship with Damon could never go any further. He had helped her many times and saved her life this time, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't moved.

Any woman would be touched by a man like him who was capable and had been so helpful. But that was all it could ever be-just a fleeting attraction.

Once she returned to the Sumners, she would bury those feelings deep inside her, never to be seen again. Her relationship with Damon couldn't and wouldn't continue. As her words echoed, an oppressive silence enveloped the room.

After what felt like an eternity, though it might have been just seconds, Damon's chilling voice broke the silence. "Get out!"

His tone was filled with disgust, causing Nyla to quiver. She quickly yanked open the door and fled.