Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 836

Before Nyla could respond, Damon interjected coldly, "Mr. Hackett, she probably doesn't have the time."

As he spoke, he stepped in front of Nyla, blocking Gabriel's view.

Gabriel looked directly at him, unperturbed. "Mr. Sumner, Nyla hasn't answered yet, and you're speaking for her. Isn't that a bit domineering?"

The two men held their ground, both roughly the same height, as the atmosphere grew tense between them.

Damon exuded an icy aura, as if he could freeze anyone in place.

Meanwhile, Gabriel maintained a slight smile, seemingly unaffected by the tension.

The living room fell into a heavy silence, each breath audibly punctuating the quiet.

Nyla frowned and spoke coolly. "Gabriel, I heard your mother has remarried. We have nothing to do with each other anymore, and I don't want to have dinner with you."

Gabriel's smile faltered, a flicker of disappointment appearing in his eyes.

He lowered his gaze and said softly, "Nyla, I know you still hold a grudge for what happened before. I just want to be like a brother to you now, to make up for the harm I caused."

"There's no need," she replied sharply. "If you truly want to make amends, let's pretend we don't know each other when we meet in the future. It's better for both of us."

Her tone remained cold, cutting off any remaining hope Gabriel had. He thought she must truly hate him to such an extent that she wanted nothing more to do with him.

He forced a bitter smile. "Alright, I understand."

Gabriel took Wilhelm's hand, turned, and left, looking lonely and desolate.

Once they disappeared through the door, Damon turned back to Nyla, warning, "From now on, stay away from Jane and Gabriel.

"Although I couldn't find concrete evidence linking Gabriel to the roses delivered to your door and those harassing texts, I have a strong feeling he's involved."

As he glanced in the rearview mirror, he noticed Wilhelm unusually quiet. Surprised, he turned to ask, "Wil, what's wrong? Are you still upset about apologizing to Mason earlier?"

Wilhelm looked up and shook his head. "Daddy, it's not that. I just think Mason's mom treats him really well."

He wished that Gabriel and Jane would play with him too when they came home from work.

Gabriel was always busy at the office, and while Jane usually came home early, she often dismissed him impatiently when he brought her toys, asking him not to disturb her rest. After a few attempts, he had stopped asking.

"Why do you think that?" Gabriel asked.

"His mom plays blocks with him, but you and Mommy are always busy and don't have time to play with me," Wilhelm replied.

The car fell silent.

After a long pause, Gabriel finally spoke.