Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 770

Chapter 770 

Ruby bit her lip, staying silent as she handed her phone to Nyla. 

On the screen was a photo of Damon’s back, with a payment counter in the background, clearly taken in a hospital. 

Nyla’s eyes widened, and her face turned pale. 

Yesterday evening, he had told her he would be out to socialize, yet here he was in the hospital. The last time he had used the same excuse, he had ended up visiting Charlotte. 

What was he hiding from her? 

Seeing Nyla’s ashen complexion, Ruby regretted bringing it up. She consoled her, “Nyla, maybe Mr. Sumner had a reason for being in the hospital. Don’t worry too much just yet.” 

Nyla bit her lip and nodded. “Yeah, I believe he wouldn’t do anything to betray me, Thank you for telling me this, Ruby.” 

She returned to her desk, turned on her computer, and stared blankly at the screen, her thoughts in disarray. 

Why did Damon feel the need to lie to her? 

Noticing Nyla lost in thought, Ruby opened her mouth to offer some comfort but ultimately held back. Without knowing the full story, any reassurance might not help. 

At noon, Nyla went to Damon’s office to have lunch with him. 

Noticing her distracted demeanor, he frowned as she absentmindedly poked at her food without really eating. 

He set down his utensils and asked, “Nyla, is something on your mind?” 

Nyla paused, looking up at Damon. 

His concern was evident in his eyes, and she could feel his affection. She just couldn’t understand why he had lied to her twice. 

Was visiting Charlotte and going to the hospital something shameful? 

Damon’s gaze intensified as he noticed her silence–she simply stared at him. 

“Nyla, if you keep looking at me like that, I might not be able to control myself,” he said. 

Putting down her cutlery, she decided to ask directly, “Last night, you-” 

The office door suddenly swung open, and Spencer rushed in with a document, looking 

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frantic. 

“Mr. Sumner, there’s a problem with the resort project that Prospectus Technology and Juniper Enterprise were developing together. Many workers haven’t been paid, and they’re gathered at the entrance downstairs!” he reported. 

Damon’s expression darkened, and he said coldly, “Contact Juniper and find out what happened. Hold a meeting in five minutes!” 

“Got it,” Spencer answered and hurriedly left. 

As Damon stood to follow, he remembered Nyla’s interrupted words and asked, “Nyla, what were you about to say?“. 

Nyla shook her head. “It’s nothing, just an unimportant matter. You should go back to work.” 

“Okay. Let me know if you need anything,” Damon said. 

“Yeah, go ahead,” Nyla replied. 

With that, Damon nodded and quickly headed to the meeting room. 

Watching him leave, Nyla glanced down at her untouched food, her appetite gone. 

After tidying up, she stood and left. 

While waiting for the elevator, she saw several shareholders from Prospectus Technology exiting, each looking rushed and serious. 

Back in her office, she leaned against her cushion but couldn’t fall asleep. A heavy weight seemed to press on her chest, making it hard to breathe. 

She trusted that Damon wouldn’t betray her, but his deception made her uneasy. 

She sighed, absently fiddling with the ears of her pig–shaped pillow, her face clouded with 

worry. 

She resolved to find an opportunity to ask him about that evening. This guessing game was exhausting. 

As she packed up at the end of the day, her phone suddenly rang. 

Seeing Damon’s name on the screen, she swiped to answer. 

“Nyla, go home first tonight. I have to work late and won’t be back until much later, so don’t wait up. Get some rest,” he said. 

Nyla’s heart clenched. “Is the issue from noon really serious?” 

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“Yeah, a bit, but it should be resolved in the next few days. No need to worry,” Damon 

assured her. 

Hearing the fatigue in his voice, she felt a wave of sympathy. 

“Just make sure to eat dinner and don’t wait until you’re in pain like last time,” she reminded him. 

“Okay. I have to attend a meeting now, so I’ll talk to you later,” Damon replied. 

After hanging up, Nyla sighed, finished packing her things, and left. 

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It was late into the night when Damon finally returned. As he stepped into the living room, he spotted Nyla curled up on the couch, asleep. 

His previously cold gaze softened, and the chill from outside seemed to melt away. 

After changing his shoes, he quietly approached the sofa and looked down at her sleeping face. 

Nyla was a light sleeper. Sensing a shadow above her, she slowly opened her eyes. 

When she saw Damon, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, her voice still laced with sleep. ” You’re back? What time is it?” 

“It’s 12:30 a.m.,” Damon answered. 

“It’s already this late?” Nyla exclaimed, instantly losing her sleepiness as she looked up at Damon. “How did things go?”