Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 646

Nyla stiffened instantly, her heart pounding. Panic flashed in her eyes as her mind raced with countless possibilities.

Was Damon changing his mind?

Damon seemed to read her thoughts. His expression remained indifferent, though his tone was reassuring. "Don't worry. I'm not going back on my word."

At this, Nyla finally breathed a sigh of relief, though her heart still raced as she followed him into the study.

Damon walked to his desk and picked up a folder. He retrieved a property deed and a set of keys, handing them to her.

"I've already transferred ownership of this house," he told her. "You and Buddy can move in."

Nyla's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the deed and keys in his hand. She instinctively recoiled.

He was giving her a villa?

If someone had told her this moments ago, she would have thought they were crazy. Yet, here it was, happening in the most unbelievable way.

Confused, she struggled to understand his intentions. "Mr. Sumner, this is too generous. I can't accept it."

Damon looked at her calmly. "You've worked hard raising Buddy on your own these past few years, and I owe you for not protecting you both. Consider this my way of making amends. I promise I won't visit without your consent."

When Nyla tried to refuse again, he frowned. "Think about it. You can either accept the deed and keys, then move out, or continue staying here."

She bit her lip. "Mr. Sumner, you said you wouldn't threaten me again."

"I'm not threatening you. I'm just presenting you with a choice," he retorted.

"But I don't want to choose either option," she countered.

"Then, I'll choose for you," he announced.

Mason looked at her with confusion. "Mommy, are we going back to Capitarnia?"

Nyla folded her clothes as she gently replied, "No, we're moving to a new place."

"We're not living with Daddy anymore?" Mason asked.

Hearing the tremor in his voice, Nyla paused and turned to him. "Mm. We won't be living together, but Daddy will still come to see you often."

"Oh," Mason replied, lowering his head with a downcast expression.

Noticing his sadness, Nyla knelt in front of him and met his gaze. "Buddy, do you not want to move?"

After a moment of silence, he shook his head. "Mommy, let's move… Daddy hasn't treated you well, and you're not happy living here. I don't want you to be unhappy."