Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1181

Nyla bit her lip, forcing a lighthearted tone. "I was just talking casually. Don't take it seriously. Besides, you're not the type to believe in these things anyway, right?"

"But when it comes to you, I can't afford not to believe," Damon replied.

"I promise I'll make sure to come back safely. Besides, no matter what, she's still my mother. She wouldn't truly harm me," Nyla reasoned.

"Alright," Damon answered.

The two hugged quietly for a while before Damon finally loosened his grip on Nyla. Still, his gaze remained fixed on her, unwavering.

Feeling his intense stare, Nyla shifted uncomfortably. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"I just want to take a good look at you," he said.

Nyla pressed her lips together before leaning up to plant a kiss on his lips. "I'm tired. Let's sleep."

"Alright." Damon turned off the light, plunging the bedroom into darkness. The only illumination came from the soft moonlight streaming through the cracks in the curtains.

Snuggling into Damon's embrace, Nyla quickly fell asleep.

Hearing her steady breathing, Damon carefully turned on the bedside lamp and gazed at her sleeping face. It wasn't until the dead of night that the bedroom lights finally went dark again.

…

The next morning, Nyla woke up before the sun had risen. Picking up her phone from the bedside table, she saw it was only 6:30 a.m.

There were less than three days left before she had to leave for Meristate.

Realizing her head was resting on Damon's arm, with his other arm draped across her waist, she gently moved his hand. Just as she was about to put it down, Damon's eyes opened.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" she asked.

"No, I was about to get up anyway. Are you getting ready to leave?" he asked.

"Yeah, I need to stop by my dad's place," she replied.

"I'll drive you over." Damon was already sitting up, preparing to get out of bed.

Sensing the seriousness in her tone, Harrison turned to the housekeeper. "I remember we're low on salt. Go buy some from the store."

Once the housekeeper left, Harrison put down his cutlery and looked at her. "What's going on? What do you need to tell me?"

Nyla sat down across from him. "Dad, I need you to brace yourself."

Harrison nodded. "Go ahead."

"In a few days, I'll be heading to Meristate, and I might not be able to return for a long time. I came to let you know," she announced.

The words had barely left her mouth when Harrison's expression darkened. "What's going on? Why are you suddenly going to Meristate? Is this because of your mother?"

"It is," Nyla admitted. "She's been abroad all these years, caught up in work, and she feels guilty about it. She wants to hand over control of the Nixons to me, but the condition is that I move to Meristate."

"What about Damon and Buddy? Are they going with you?" Harrison asked.

Nyla shook her head. "Not yet. I'll go first and get things settled. Once everything is stable, I'll bring them over—and I'll make sure they bring you along, too."