Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Damon hadn't mentioned it because he didn't want Nyla to worry.

After a brief hesitation, she quietly closed the door and left, careful not to wake him.

Lydia saw her leaving alone with the container and quickly asked, "Ms. Kin- Mrs. Sumner, isn't Mr. Sumner going with you?"

Nyla turned to her and nodded. "He fell asleep. He hasn't had proper rest in a long time. Let him sleep. Don't disturb him."

"Understood. Should I arrange a driver for you?" Lydia asked.

"No need. I'll drive myself." Nyla turned and left.

She arrived at the hospital and carried the soup to the inpatient ward.

As she approached the hospital room, voices reached her from inside.

She pushed the door open and saw a young man, likely in his 20s, dressed in a suit. He was standing beside the bed, holding a bag of supplements and attempting to hand them to the housekeeper, who was refusing to accept them.

On the hospital bed, Harrison frowned and instructed the housekeeper to send the man away, refusing the gift.

Upon hearing the door open, everyone turned to look at her.

The housekeeper hurried over. "Ms. Kinsey, this gentleman says he was sent by Mr. Alexander Kinsey to deliver some supplements for Mr. Jayston, but he refuses to accept them. He's telling me to make him leave, but this gentleman says he won't be able to explain himself if he returns with the supplements..."

Nyla, unsure how to handle the situation, nodded and said, "I'll take care of it."

She handed the soup container to the housekeeper and turned to the man in the suit. "You were sent by Alexander, right? Bring the supplements with you and step outside for a moment."

The man followed her into the hallway.

Once they were outside, Nyla said, "Take these back and tell Alexander that I don't need his fake concern. What want is for the Kinseys and the Nixons to stop bothering my father." noveldrama

"Understood, Ms. Kinsey. I'll inform Mr. Kinsey," the young man replied.

After sending him away, Nyla returned to the hospital room.

Harrison's condition appeared to have improved his oxygen mask had been removed.

The housekeeper had already poured some soup into a bowl and handed it to him.

Sitting by the bedside, Nyla said, "Dad, I'll talk to the Kinseys and make sure they don't bother you anymore."

Harrison sighed. "Nyla, it doesn't

matter whether the Kinseys come to

me or not. What matters is that

want you to seriously reconsider

going to Meristate.

"Your mother already has a son and a daughter there. Do you really think she'll hand her company over to you?"

He had seen too much in his lifetime. Emerald claiming she wanted to give the company to Nyla was likely a lie-what she truly wanted was to use her.

Once Nyla went abroad, she'd have no support. She'd be at Emerald's mercy.

"Dad, that's between me and her. You don't have to worry. Just focus on recovering," Nyla reassured him.

"It's... It's my fault. If my pharmaceutical company hadn't gone bankrupt back then, you wouldn't have had to—" Harrison began, blaming himself.

She interrupted him, "Dad, that was years ago. Let's not talk about it anymore. Just focus on eating your soup before it gets cold."