Trading My Ex for His Uncle

"Damon isn't right for you. Someday, you'll meet someone who is," Alexander said.

"Who's suitable for me isn't your decision to make." Nyla stood abruptly. "That's enough for today. I have other matters to attend to. Goodbye."

Alexander realized his comment had upset her, but he managed a smile. "Alright."

Returning to her car, Nyla took a deep breath and started the engine before driving away.

...

Damon summoned Spencer to his office as soon as the latter arrived.

"There's no need to arrange for Nyla and Buddy to leave the country just yet. For now, focus on finding potential business partners," he instructed.

Spencer looked slightly surprised but nodded. "Understood."

As he turned to leave, his eyes fell on the ring on Damon's finger. Unable to hide his shock, Spencer paused.

Over the years, Damon had never worn jewelry-he didn't like it. Thus, seeing him with a ring could only mean one thing: it was a couple's ring with Nyla.

"Mr. Sumner, is that ring from Ms. Kinsey?" Spencer asked cautiously.

Damon glanced up, noting Spencer's curious expression. A rare smile crossed his face. "Yes, we got married."

"What?!" Spencer's eyes widened in disbelief. "When did this happen?"

"This morning," Damon replied.

Spencer froze momentarily, then broke into a broad smile. "Congratulations, Mr. Sumner! After all these years, you've finally achieved your dream."

The journey to this point had been tumultuous for both Damon and Nyla, but they had finally made it.

Damon nodded. "Thank you. Due to certain circumstances, we're not planning to make this public just yet. I'd appreciate your discretion."

"Of course. You can count on me," Spencer assured him.

After Spencer left, Damon returned to his tasks.

By noon, he had completed everything and decided to go home for lunch with Nyla.

Before leaving his office, he stopped by Spencer's desk. Speaking in a dow voice, he said, "Make a dinner reservation for me later. I'm taking her out tonight."

"Yes, sir. Right away," Spencer replied.

Half an hour later, Damon stepped into the villa and saw Nyla sitting on the couch,

lost in thought.

"Nyla," he called softly.

Startled, she looked up and stood quickly. "Damon? Why are you home?"

He walked toward her. "I came back to have lunch with you. Today is our wedding day. Even though I can't spend the entire day with you, wanted to make time for lunch and dinner together."

"You didn't have to rush back. We don't need things like that for our relationship," Nyla said.

"But we do." Damon revealed a bouquet he'd been hiding. "Nyla, thank you for entering my life and agreeing to marry me. Thank you for giving me Buddy, our wonderful son. Meeting you has been the greatest blessing of my life."

Her expression softened as she accepted the flowers. "I feel the same way."

Damon pulled her into a gentle embrace. "Things are a little complicated right now, but we'll plan a proper wedding once everything settles."

Nyla nodded. "As long as I'm with you, nothing else matters."noveldrama

"Whether it matters to you or not, you deserve everything others do," Damon said with quiet determination.