Trading My Ex for His Uncle



After dinner, Nyla played with Mason for a while before asking Lydia to prepare him for bed. She stayed up in the living room, engrossed in a book, waiting for Damon to return.

...

Ruby went to the police station, only to be told she couldn't see Sullivan. She tried asking about the situation but couldn't gather any information. Frustrated and helpless, she returned home.

That night, she tossed and turned, unable to find restful sleep.

The following morning, she woke up feeling heavy and groggy.

When Nyla saw her tired eyes and dark circles in the lab, she asked, "You didn't sleep well?"

"No," Ruby admitted.

"Because of Sullivan?" Nyla pressed.

Ruby hesitated before nodding. "I went to see him last night, but I couldn't. I don't even know what's going on."noveldrama

After a brief pause, Nyla said, "Ruby, have you considered that you might be... a bit too concerned about him?"

"Nyla, he's saved me twice. How can I not care?" Ruby replied firmly.

"I get it. But this situation is out of your hands," Nyla said with a sigh.

She had asked Damon about it last night.

Sullivan had embezzled a significant portion of the company's drug research fund-an amount large enough to guarantee a lengthy prison sentence. Ruby's face turned pale. "I understand. I just want to do what I can."

"There's only so much you can do," Nyla said gently. "You can send him what he needs later, but there's not much else you'll be able to do."

Ruby lowered her gaze and replied slowly, "Got it. Thanks, Nyla."

Following Sullivan's arrest, his team was left without a leader. Thus, the company temporarily reassigned his responsibilities to Nyla, adding to her already heavy workload.

Although she didn't arrive home later than Damon, her evenings often stretched past 8:00 p.m.

Understanding her increased burden, Damon expedited the hiring process for a new team leader for Sullivan's group.

Within three days, a replacement was appointed a no-nonsense northern woman around Nyla's age, known for her straightforward and efficient work style.

With the new leader in place, coordination between both teams improved significantly.

During lunch, Nyla couldn't hide her

surprise when she learned of

Damon's involvement. She had

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fairness, not one to intervene for her. At the same time, warmth filled her heart.

That evening, Damon surprised her further by skipping overtime-a rare occurrence-and riding back home with her. Even on the drive, he worked on documents until they

reached the villa.

"You've been really busy," Nyla remarked as they walked to the door. "Buddy misses you. He says it's been ages since he's seen you."

A flicker of guilt passed through Damon's eyes. He resolved to take the upcoming Sunday off to spend with her and Mason.

"Soon, things will settle down," he said reassuringly.

"Mm. I just think you've been working too hard, and I haven't been much help," Nyla replied.

Damon stopped and turned to her, his gaze soft. "You don't have to do anything. Just having you by my side is all the support I need." He would handle everything else.

Blushing under Damon's warm gaze, Nyla quickly looked away.

Amused, Damon smirked and raised a brow. "Nyla, we've been together for some time now. How are you still this easy to embarrass?" Nyla rolled her eyes and shot back, "Not everyone is as shameless as you are!"