Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 788

Chapter 788 

Chapter 788 

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“Nyla, I really didn’t mean to keep this from you. I just hadn’t figured out how to tell you… Your father is in really bad shape. The doctor said he might not have much time left…” Damon explained. 

Nyla’s hands tightened slowly. 

After a long pause, she replied, “I’m feeling really overwhelmed right now. I need a moment to calm down.” 

Seeing her pale face, Damon felt a twinge of concern. “Okay, I’ll stay with you.” 

“No need,” Nyla said, rejecting his offer. 

As soon as she spoke, the elevator arrived. She stepped inside, and Damon tried to follow, but a look from her stopped him in his tracks. 

Nyla didn’t walk far, though. After exiting the elevator, she sat on a bench in a pavilion at the inpatient building, lost in thought. 

Over the past few years, she hadn’t thought much about Harrison and hadn’t kept up with how he was doing. After all, they had ended things on such bad terms that she had lost all hope for 

him. 

During their last meeting five years ago, although Harrison had been sick, he hadn’t looked like the frail shadow of his former self that she saw today. 

When she had just seen him lying in that hospital bed, the patient gown seemingly oversized on him, his hands exposed and covered in age spots, he resembled a wilted leaf–dry and lifeless. 

At that moment, she felt a mix of emotions, and any lingering resentment she had toward him disappeared. Despite how he had treated her later, only trusting Wren, he had genuinely cared for her and spoiled her like a princess during the years when the Harrisons weren’t bankrupt. 

While Nyla was deep in thought, a child’s voice suddenly echoed. “Daddy, I want chocolate!” 

“No, you had some this morning. You can have more tomorrow,” a man replied. 

“But I really want some… just a little! Mommy won’t find out, pretty please?” the little girl pleaded. 

Nyla turned and saw a father and daughter walking along the path beside her. 

The man held his daughter’s hand in one hand while carrying a bag filled with snacks in the other. The girl wore a patient gown, her hair styled in two buns, looking adorably plump like a doll. 

“You can have some when you get out of the hospital tomorrow,” the father said. 

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ist a little, Daddy! Am I not your favorite little girl?” the girl pressed. 

e man chuckled, squatting beside her and gently pinching her chubby cheek. “Of course, u’re my favorite little girl, but my favorite little girl can only have chocolate once a day.” 

e girl pouted, clearly unhappy. “Fine…” 

Cheer up! You’ll be going home tomorrow, and I’ll take you for your favorite seafood feast!” e father coaxed.