Trading My Ex for His Uncle

A trace of guilt flickered in Harrison's eyes. He didn't say anything further and lowered his head to drink the soup.

Only after finishing did Nyla stand up. "Dad, I have something to take care of this afternoon, so I won't stay with you. If anything comes up, just give me a call."

Harrison nodded. "Alright, go ahead."

Once outside the hospital, Nyla got into her car but didn't start it right away. Instead, she flipped through the list of rewards Mason had requested, categorizing them before finally starting the engine and heading straight for the mall.

In addition to the gifts Mason had asked for, she also bought him birthday presents for every year up until he turned 20.

After carefully selecting and packaging everything, she arranged for the items to be delivered to the villa after 9:00 p.m., when Mason would likely be asleep.

By the time she finished and headed home, it was already past 6:00 p.m.

Winter nights fell quickly, and by the time she parked in front of the villa, the sky had completely darkened.

The moment Nyla stepped into the living room, Mason rushed into her arms. "Mommy! You took so long visiting Grandpa. I've been waiting forever!"

She stroked his head with a smile. "Alright, I got it. Tomorrow, when I go visit Grandpa again, I'll bring you along. How does that sound?"

"Okay!" Mason chirped.

After coaxing Mason, Nyla glanced around the living room but didn't see Damon. Turning to Lydia, she asked, "Where's Damon?"

"Mr. Sumner is still in the study handling work. He said he'd wait for you to come back before eating dinner," Lydia informed her.

Nyla nodded. "Alright, I'll go get him."

Just as she was about to knock on the study door, she heard Damon's cold voice from inside.

"For the companies willing to cooperate, have someone handle the contracts. As for those who refuse, find a way to acquire them," he ordered. "I want results in three days. Do what I said."

Nyla pursed her lips before knocking on the door.

"Come in," Damon called out.

She pushed the door open and saw Damon sitting behind his desk, his expression cold and serious. She quickly walked over. "Damon, is something wrong with the company?"

The moment he saw her, his icy demeanor softened.

Looking up at her, he asked, "It's nothing. Why did you come home so late today?"

"I went to buy gifts for Buddy. I asked them to package everything, and they'll be delivered after 9:00 p.m. tonight," she answered.

A flicker of something passed through Damon's eyes before he nodded. "Alright. Have them put everything in the room on the third floor."noveldrama

"Mm," Nyla hummed in response, then asked, "Are you almost done with your work? If you are, let's eat."

"Alright." Damon stood up and walked out of the study with her.

After dinner, Mason played for a while before Nyla took him upstairs for a bath.

When he realized she planned to help him, he looked embarrassed. "Mommy, boys and girls are different! Besides, I can do it myself."

Seeing his awkward expression, Nyla couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, you can do it yourself. I'll get your pajamas ready. I'll sleep with you tonight. How about that?"

A gleam of joy flashed in Mason's eyes, but he quickly tried to act reserved. "Well... okay, I guess.

Bill Daddy be okay with it?"

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"He'll be fine," Nyla reassured him.

Of course, Damon wasn't fine.

When he heard that Nyla was going to sleep with Mason, his face clearly showed his displeasure.

"We barely get any time together as it is, and now you're going to sleep with Buddy?" he protested.

She sighed. "How about... we all sleep together?"

Damon gave in. "Fine..."

Not that he had much choice he couldn't exactly stop her from sleeping with their son.

After Mason fell asleep, the department store delivered the packages Nyla had ordered earlier that day.