Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1298

Delia stared at Emerald, her eyes wide with disbelief, filled with confusion and helplessness. "I just wanted to move out. When did I say I wanted to sever ties with you?"

"Moving out is the same as severing ties, isn't it? I told you I wouldn't give you another penny. After you leave, are you really going to stay in contact with me?" Emerald asked.

Delia was momentarily choked by Emerald's words. It took her a while to respond. "I just want to become independent, not sever ties with you."

Of course, deep down, she also wanted to prove that the man she loved wasn't wrong. She had decided long ago that she would never marry anyone but Andre.

Emerald didn't look at her and said nothing further.

Delia sat down, continuing to stare at her. "Mom, how did you suddenly collapse and end up in the hospital? Do you have any test results? Let me see them."

Emerald's tone remained cold. "Don't worry. I'm not going to die."

"Mom, don't say such ominous things!" Delia whined.

Emerald pursed her lips. Seeing the unease and fear in Delia's eyes, she chose not to say anything more.

When the IV was finished, the nurse came in and told her she could be discharged.

Emerald got out of bed.

As she was leaving, she told Delia, "I know you're thinking about Andre right now. No matter what I say, you won't listen.

“I'm not going to scold you. If you really want to be independent and move out, go ahead. But if you ever decide to come back to the estate, you'll only be allowed to marry someone I choose for you."

In Emerald's mind, Delia wouldn't stick to her decision for long. After all, she had spent so much money and effort raising her, and Delia had developed into the fragile, pampered person she was today.

After sending off another visitor from the Nixons, Mary looked at Edward and said, "Edward, you've just woken up, and your body hasn't fully recovered. Seeing so many people every day is bad for your health. How about we announce tomorrow that you're recuperating and won't see visitors?"

Edward looked up at Mary and saw the concern in her eyes. His heart softened involuntarily, and he nodded. "Alright, I'll listen to you."

"I'll go get you some water," Mary said.

"No need. I'm not thirsty. By the way, where is Vik? I haven't seen him these past few days, except for when I saw him the day I woke up," Edward asked.

Mary's eyes flickered with guilt, and she subconsciously avoided his gaze. "Vik... I don't know. Maybe he's busy with something. I'll give him a call and ask."

Noticing something was off in Mary's expression, Edward frowned. "Mary, is something wrong?"

"N-No, there's nothing wrong… Vik has his own work now, so it's normal for him not to visit every day," Mary lied.