Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Spencer fell silent after Damon’s reprimand, not daring to utter another word. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

In the tense standoff, Mason tugged at Nyla’s shirt and spoke timidly. “Mom, I’m scared.”

Nyla’s heart ached as she pulled Mason closer, her glare cold and unwavering at Damon, “Mr. Sumner, you’ve frightened my son‘

Seeing Mason’s terrified expression caused Damon’s heart to flinch slightly, but his face remained stern.

Oliver, exuding an oppressive aura, interjected, “Mr. Sumner, if you don’t give us a satisfactory explanation today, this won’t end here.”

Damon’s expression darkened. He di arguing in front of the child.

ed Oliver’s warning, but with Mason present, he refrained from

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke. “The paternity test can wait for now, but Nyla, I will get to the bottom of this. If he is my child, I will never allow

Nyla froze momentarily, fury rising within her.

A woman like her? What did he know about her? She had given birth to Mason alone and raised him without any help. What right did he have to pass judgment?!

Her glare burned into Damon as her voice trembled with anger. “Mr. Sumner, you’re used to looking down on others, so you think you can judge their live

Oliver stepped protectively in front of Nyla and Mason, his gaze fixed on Damon. “Damon, don’t overstep. You have no idea what Nyla has been through all these years.”

Damon’s expression remained indifferent. “Her struggles are irrelevant to me. All I care about now is whether that child is mine.”

Nyla, regaining her composure, met Damon’s gaze with icy resolve. “Mr. Sumner, my life is none of your concern. Stay away from my child, or I can’t guarantee what will happen.”

Mason tightened his grip on Nyla’s leg, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at Damon. “You’re a bad guy! I hate you! Stay away from me and my mo

His small face burned with anger. This man was horrible. Even if he was his father, Mason would never accept him.

Damon was momentarily taken aback by Mason’s fierce expression. The child looked so much like him, even in his anger. How could he not be his son his mannerisms were identical too.

“You’re a bad guy! I hate you!” Mason shouted, glaring at him.

Oliver turned to Damon. “Damon, this ends here. Don’t come after Nyla and Buddy again.”

Damon’s eyes darkened. “That’s not your decision. I won’t pursue this today for the child’s sake, but I have countless ways to find out if he’s mine!”

With that, he turned and strode away.

As Nyla watched him leave, she felt a surge of anger. She couldn’t believe she had ever fallen for a man with such a terrible personality.

Oliver wrapped his arms around her, speaking softly. “Nyla, don’t worry. I won’t let him do anything to you or Buddy. Trust me.”

Nyla nodded. “Mm. Oliver… thank you..

“You said you wouldn’t keep thanking me. Have you forgotten already?” Oliver teased gently.

She bit her lip. “Mm… Got it.”

“Let’s head back for now,” Oliver suggested

Mason was still shaken. He hadn’t expec

ayla to come so quickly, nor had he imagined that the man

he thought was his father would be so cruel as to bully Nyla.