Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 918

"Thank you, Damon!" Nyla exclaimed.

She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. This thank you was not just for him rescuing her from danger all those times, but also for his unwavering love and the fact that he had never given up on her. He had chosen her, steadfastly.

Damon reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, his voice tender. "Silly girl, more than 'thank you', I want to hear you say 'I love you'."

Nyla's cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help but lower her gaze. "There are other people here."

She was reserved and not used to being overly affectionate with someone she liked in front of others.

Upon seeing her blushing, Damon's mood lifted, and he smiled. "Alright, then when we're back tonight, say it just for me."

"Okay..." Nyla agreed shyly.

He guided her to her seat and handed her the menu. "Take a look at what you want to eat. This restaurant's foie gras and caviar are both good."

Nyla nodded, flipping through the menu. She ordered the foie gras and caviar Damon had recommended, as well as a few other dishes she liked.

Looking up at him, she asked, "What do you want?"

"I'm fine with whatever you choose," he replied.

"Alright, I'll just order two of what I picked," she told the server.

After confirming their order, the server left the room.

Soon, the appetizers arrived, along with a small pink box.

The server announced, "Mr. Sumner, Ms. Kinsey, we have a lucky draw event tonight. The winning numbers come with a mysterious prize. Would you like to participate?"

Nyla was curious. "What's the mysterious prize?"

The server smiled. "You'll find out when the draw is held."

She didn't want to admit it, but there was a tiny hint of disappointment. If Damon had proposed tonight, she might have actually said yes.

"I guess I've disappointed you," Damon said with a gentle smile. "I was worried it would be too soon to propose, but maybe next time I should consider it."

Nyla snorted at his composure. "I don't want to get married!"

"Well, I want to marry you. I've been dreaming about it," he said.

Damon's tone was serious, without a trace of joking. Nyla's cheeks flushed again, and she quickly looked away, her ears burning.

Could he not say such romantic things so seriously?

The entire dinner was spent with Nyla blushing the whole time.

Halfway through their meal, the lucky draw results were announced. Neither Nyla nor Damon won. They received consolation prizes—two teddy bears as tall as half a person.