Trading My Ex for His Uncle

"I don't believe you! You're lying! Are you sick?" Mason cried.

"No..." No matter how much Nyla explained, Mason refused to believe her.

Eventually, she had no choice but to call Damon over. It took both of them a long time to convince him.

Even then, Mason was still sniffling. "Mommy... are you leaving because you don't want me and Daddy anymore?"

Nyla was rendered speechless. How was she supposed to explain such a complicated situation to a five-year-old?

She could only keep it simple. "No, Mommy's just going away for work. When I finish, I'll come back. And in the meantime, we can still talk on the phone."

"Mommy... are we out of money?" Mason's little fists clenched. "I can make money too!"

He had written code for his master before, and his master had given him lots of money. If he kept working, he could earn even more.

"No, Mommy's not leaving just for money. One day, when you're older, you'll understand," Nyla replied gently.

"I don't want to understand!" Mason suddenly jumped up, his little face scrunched

in anger. "I don't care! I don't want to be apart from you!"

With that, he turned and ran upstairs. Moments later, a loud slam echoed through the house.

Nyla sighed helplessly and turned to Damon. "He probably won't be able to accept this right away. When I leave, please explain it to him slowly."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

Damon pulled her into his arms, his voice low and comforting. "Don't be sad. One day, he'll understand."

"Mm," she hummed softly.

After calming herself down, Nyla carried a breakfast tray upstairs and knocked on Mason's door. "Buddy, it's Mommy. Can you open the door for me?"

"No!" Mason yelled.

Hearing the anger and resistance in his little voice, Nyla sighed. "Alright, I won't bother you. But I'll leave your breakfast outside the door. Eat when you're ready, okay?"

After setting the tray down, she turned and walked away.

She knew Mason needed time to process everything. Asking him to accept it immediately was too much.

Inside the room, Mason listened to the sound of his mother's footsteps fading. His little face was full of hurt.

If Nyla had just coaxed him a little more, he definitely would've opened the door for her.

He was never going to talk to her again!

Sulking, he pulled the blanket over

his head. However, the more he

though

about his mother leaving,

the sadder he became. Soon tears

on?

started flowing again.

Just then, his phone rang.

Seeing that it was his master calling, Mason wiped his tears and sniffled. "Hello... Master..."

Hearing Mason's thick, tearful voice, Alexander immediately frowned. "Buddy, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Mason burst into tears again at the question.

It took some time before Alexander

ma to ask, "Buddy, why are

you

so hard? Did your parents

scold you because you did

something wrong?" noveldrama

Between sobs, Mason choked out, "Master... my mom's leaving! She's going far away! I don't want her to go!"

The moment he finished speaking, there was a long silence on the other end of the line.