Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1383

Damon was concerned that Nyla wasn't as calm as she appeared, and he feared she might regret her decision in the future.

It wasn't until she disappeared at the top of the stairs that Damon finally dialed Alexander's number. "She said she doesn't want to see Ms. Kinsey. I'll try to talk to her in the next few days, but if she really doesn't want to, I won't force her."

"Alright, thank you," Alexander replied.

After hanging up, Alexander put his phone away and walked toward the hospital room.

Inside, Delia gripped Emerald's hand tightly, her eyes swollen and red from crying. "Mom, why don't we visit a few more hospitals for another check-up? You've always been healthy. How could you suddenly be sick? This must be a misdiagnosis!"

In contrast to her daughter's panic, Emerald remained remarkably calm. "Delia, I've already been to three different hospitals, and the results were all the same. There's no need for more tests."

"How am I supposed to believe that you only have six months left? Brian's in jail, facing sentencing at any moment, and now you're sick. What am I supposed to do?!" Delia cried.

A flicker of sadness crossed Emerald's eyes as she watched her daughter sob uncontrollably. "Enough. You need to grow up. You don't have to stay here overnight. Go home and rest."

After Delia left, Emerald turned to Alexander. "Well? She doesn't want to come, does she?"

Alexander nodded. "No. But Damon said he'd try to persuade her."

Emerald smiled. "She's just like me. If she says she won't come, she won't. There's no need to contact her again. Here, this is my will. Once I pass, I want it executed as written."

She handed Alexander a document.

Alexander frowned. "Aunt Emerald, isn't this too soon? The diagnosis just came in. If you follow the treatment plan, there's still a good chance you could recover."

Emerald's grip tightened around the document.

…

An hour later, Andre pushed open the hospital room door and walked inside.

Stopping by the bed, he looked down at Emerald, his eyes burning with hatred.

"Ms. Kinsey, what do you want?" he asked.

"You probably already know that your family's downfall was because of me. That's why I called you here today," Emerald said.

Andre's hands clenched into fists, his eyes seething with rage.