Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 358

When Nyla arrived at the lab, it was close to the start of her shift.

She had just changed into her white lab coat and walked in when she saw Melody with her head down, furiously typing on her phone, her face flushed.

Hearing footsteps, Melody suddenly looked up. Upon seeing Nyla, she quickly hid her phone behind her, looking somewhat guilty.

"Nyla..." she said.

"Mm, let's get ready for the experiment," Nyla replied.

Noticing Nyla's nonchalance, Melody couldn't help but think about the harsh comments she had seen in the group chat about Nyla, which made her blood pressure rise.

They hadn't interacted with Nyla personally, so why were they speaking about her like that? Moreover, Melody was certain Nyla wouldn't get involved with someone like Clark again.

However, the leaked photo did seem to show Clark hugging Nyla, and they did appear quite intimate.

Melody wanted to ask Nyla about it but feared Nyla might think she didn't believe her, like those others.

Her preoccupation with the issue made her slow in her work, often causing Nyla to call her several times before she would respond.

After several attempts, Nyla frowned, put down her equipment, and looked at Melody.

"Melody, what's wrong with you today? You seem distracted. If you're tired, you can rest in the office for a while and return when you're feeling better," she suggested.

Focus was crucial for experiments, and Melody's current state would only slow down the process and increase the chance of errors.

Meeting Nyla's calm eyes, Melody bit her lip and looked down. "Nyla, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's okay. If you're tired, just let me know next time. Don't push yourself. Go take a break," Nyla said gently, her tone showing no sign of blame for the slowed progress.

"Melody, thank you. You don't need to worry about this. I'll handle it," Nyla assured her.

Melody asked, "So what's the real story behind this photo?"

Nyla hesitated momentarily before replying, "I can't tell you the full details right now. I'm sorry."

She couldn't be sure if the knife Clark had pressed against her waist was real. She had been too nervous at the time, and it was possible she could have mistaken it.

If Clark had used a plastic knife for cutting cakes, it would have been a completely different situation compared to a real knife.

If Nyla revealed the specifics now and it got out, Clark might turn things around and make false accusations, especially since no one had seen for sure whether the knife was real.

Upon seeing that Nyla wasn't willing to speak, a trace of disappointment crossed Melody's eyes. Still, she forced a smile. "Okay, no matter what, I believe in you."