Trading My Ex for His Uncle

It took several minutes before Damon finally released Nyla.

He looked down at her and said, "You've lost weight. Andre told me you were sick, but I couldn't see you. Was it really tough on you?"

Nyla shook her head. "It was a bit hard at first, but I'm almost better now."

Looking at her lightly made-up face, Damon could tell she was saying that to avoid worrying him.

When they used to meet, she never wore makeup-just her natural face. Makeup was either for looking pretty or just to enhance one's appearance.

A wave of tenderness washed over him as he softly said, "Nyla, I'm sorry. I wasn't strong enough, and that's why you had to suffer. Just hang in there a little longer. I'll take you back home."

Nyla nodded, her gaze filled with trust. "I believe you. By the way, how did Andre agree to help us cover our tracks?"

When Andre had first come to the estate to teach her, he hadn't been in contact with Damon. If he had been, he would have told her about it during their first lesson.noveldrama

Damon led her to the sofa and spoke quietly. "Andre was originally someone under Emerald's wing, but there's something you don't know.

"His family used to be as powerful as the Nixons, but after some issues, they began to decline. I told him that Emerald was behind his family's downfall."

Nyla frowned. "Is that really enough for Andre to agree to help you?"

"Of course not." Damon continued. "He had a younger sister he grew up with. When his family fell apart, she tragically died. He wants to avenge her, so he agreed to work with me."

"I see," Nyla replied.

Damon gazed at her, his voice soft. "We've worked so hard to finally meet. Let's not talk about others. I've prepared a meal for you. Let's eat first."

Nyla had planned to tell him that she was going along with Emerald's plans for or now. However, upon

seeing the dark circles under his net

eyes and the exhaustion he couldn't hide, her chest tightened with pain and guilt. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't be going through this struggle.

"Okay," was all she said.

They sat at the table, and Nyla's eyes reddened as she gazed at the dishes she loved. "Thank you, Damon."

Noticing her tears, Damon teased her. "It's just a meal. Are you really that moved? You're easy to please."

"It's not just the meal," Nyla said. "You must have had a hard time back home, right?"

She had assumed that once she went abroad, Emerald would provide Prospectus Technology with resources to ensure its smooth development.

However, Emerald had broken her promise and instead targeted the company. If not for the alliance with Emerald's rival later on, Prospectus Technology might have gone bankrupt.

"It wasn't hard. It's all in the past now. Try the fish I made. See if you like it." Damon placed a piece of fish on her plate and looked at her expectantly.

Nyla wiped away her tears and forced a smile before trying the fish.

Damon asked, "How is it?"

"It's good!" she exclaimed.

"Try the others, too," Damon urged.

She tried the ribs and smiled at his hopeful gaze. "It's really good! How are you such a great cook?"

"I asked a chef how to make these dishes before I came. I was worried they wouldn't taste good, but your reaction proves they're not bad," he explained.

"Well, you have to cook for me every day when we reunite as a family!" she said.