Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1187

Mason nodded excitedly. "Okay!"

They returned to the changing area, showered, changed into fresh clothes, and took the shuttle to the restaurant.

As soon as they sat down, a server approached. "Mr. and Mrs. Sumner, we have several types of cuisine ready. What would you like for lunch?"

Damon looked at Nyla. "Nyla, you decide."

Nyla glanced at Mason and noticed his eyes fixed on the roasted chicken leg. She couldn't help but smile. "I'd like a steak, but I think Buddy wants the chicken leg."

Following her gaze, Damon saw that Mason's eyes were practically glued to the golden-brown roasted chicken leg. He chuckled. "Alright, we'll have the steak, and Buddy can have the chicken leg."

"Understood. How would you like your steak cooked? Any dietary restrictions?" the server asked.

Nyla shook her head. "Medium-well, and no restrictions."

Damon replied, "Medium-rare."

"Got it. And for Mr. Mason, besides the chicken leg, would he like anything else?" the server asked.

"No, that's all for now," Nyla answered.

"Alright. If you need anything later, just press the service bell," the server reminded them before leaving.

Half an hour later, their meals were served.

Mason's chicken leg was roasted to a perfect golden crisp, looking incredibly juicy on the inside.

The server placed the dish in front of him. "Be careful, it's hot."

He then placed Damon and Nyla's steaks before them, removing the lids. "Enjoy your meal."

After the server left, they began eating.

Just as Nyla picked up her knife and fork to cut her steak, Damon reached over and took her plate. "I'll cut it for you."

Even something as simple as cutting steak, Damon did with effortless elegance.

After spending some time in the living room, Mason started getting sleepy.

Nyla took him to bed, tucking him in gently. Once he was asleep, she tiptoed out of the room and softly closed the door.

Turning around, she saw Damon sitting in the living room, head lowered, lost in thought. She pressed her lips together and walked over to him. "Damon, what's wrong?"

Hearing her voice, Damon lifted his gaze. "Alexander called earlier. Your plane ticket has been delivered to the villa."

Nyla's hands clenched slightly at her sides. She sat down beside him, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head on his shoulder.

"Damon, we agreed to enjoy these few days together and stay happy," she reminded him.

Damon was silent for a moment before speaking. "But I can't be happy when I know that you'll be leaving me and Buddy in just two days."

"I know... but this is the only way," Nyla replied.

"Yeah." Damon pulled her into a tighter embrace, holding her for a long time before finally letting go.