Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 853

After listening, Nyla was so angry that she felt like hitting someone. "That jerk! How could he have the nerve to come back?!"

Damon got up and walked over to her, patting her back. "Alright, it's not worth getting worked up over someone like that. Besides, Valarie is with Brandon now. He'll take good care of her."

"That's different," Nyla countered.

Just because Valarie was happy now didn't mean the hurt Tom had caused her in the past had disappeared.

"If you don't like him, just skip the party," Damon suggested.

Nyla was about to respond when Damon's phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from the hospital, he quickly answered.

"Mr. Sumner, Mr. Jayston's health has improved enough for him to be discharged. When would you like to come in to handle the paperwork?" a nurse asked.

Hearing this, Damon felt a wave of relief. "I'll be there shortly."

Nyla overheard the conversation. When Damon ended the call, she said, "I'll go with you."

"Okay," Damon answered.

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On the way to the hospital, Nyla pondered where she could arrange for Harrison to stay.

Ideally, she would want him to live with them so she could take care of him. But both she and Mason were staying at Damon's villa, and Damon might not want Harrison moving in.

While she was lost in thought, the car pulled up in front of the hospital.

"Nyla? Nyla?" Damon called.

Nyla snapped back to reality and turned to him. "I was just daydreaming."

"What were you thinking about, to get so lost in thought?" Damon asked.

Gabriel had mentioned that Nyla was alive and back in Saintornia, but Wren hadn't believed it. Now, seeing Nyla standing right in front of her, she finally accepted it—Nyla really hadn't died!

Wiping her tears, Wren looked at Nyla with red-rimmed eyes. "Nyla, I can't believe you're really alive! How have you been these past five years?"

Nyla's expression remained impassive as she said, "Ms. Hackett, you and my father are already divorced. We have no relationship now, and I don't need to report my whereabouts to you. I'm here to take my father home. If you have nothing else, please leave."

Nyla had had a huge falling out with Harrison, and Wren had played a significant role in that. She felt no fondness for Wren whatsoever.

Wren's expression stiffened for a moment, and it took her several seconds to force a smile. "Nyla, I just care about you. There's no other intention."

Although Wren was over 50, she looked to be in her 30s, thanks to good maintenance and the pampered lifestyle she had led in recent years.

However, her current cautious demeanor made her appear somewhat pitiful.

If this had been the past, Harrison would have defended Wren. Now, he simply watched with indifference.