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Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 853
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After listening, Nyla was so angry that she felt like hitting someone. "That jerk! How could he have the nerve to cback?!" Damon got up and walked over to her, patting her back. "Alright, it's not worth getting worked up over someone like that. Besides, Valarie is with Brandon now. He'll take good care of her." "That's different," Nyla countered. Just because Valarie was happy now didn't mean the hurt Tom had caused her in the past had disappeared. "If you don't like him, just skip the party," Damon suggested.

Nyla was about to respond when Damon's phone rang. Seeing that it was a call from the hospital, he quickly answered.

"Mr. Sumner, Mr. Jayston's health has improved enough for him to be discharged. When would you like to cin to handle the paperwork?" a nurse asked.

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Hearing this, Damon felt a wave of relief. "I'll be there shortly." Nyla overheard the conversation. When Damon ended the call, she said, "I'll go with you." "Okay," Damon answered.

On the way to the hospital, Nyla pondered where she could arrange for Harrison to stay.

Ideally, she would want him to live with them so she could take care of him. But both she and Mason were staying at Damon's villa, and Damon might not want Harrison moving in. While she was lost in thought, the car pulled up in front of the hospital.

"Nyla? Nyla?" Damon called.

Nyla snapped back to reality and turned to him. "I was just daydreaming." "What were you thinking about, to get so lost in thought?" Damon asked. "Nothing. Let's hurry and take care of the discharge paperwork," she replied.

She avoided Damon's gaze, unbuckled her seatbelt, and opened the door to get out.

Damon was skeptical but didn't press her for answers.

In less than ten minutes, they arrived at Harrison's hospital room.

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Just as Nyla was about to push the door open, she heard sobbing from inside, CHarrison, I had no choice back then... I still love you. I hope you can forgive me..." Recognizing the voice as Wren's, Nyla frowned and pushed the door open. Harrison and Wren turned to look at the door.

Upon seeing Nyla, Harrison's surprise quickly shifted to excitement and joy, while Wren looked shocked and disbelieving.

Gabriel had mentioned that Nyla was alive and back in Saintornia, but Wren hadn't believed it. Now, seeing Nyla standing right in front of her, she finally accepted it-Nyla@eally hadn't died! Wiping her tears, Wren looked at Nyla with red-rimmed eyes. "Nyla, I can't believe you're really alive! How have you been these past five years?" Nyla's expression remained impassive as she said, "Ms. Hackett,

you and my father are already divorced We have no relationship now, and I don't need foreport my whereabouts to you. I'm here to take my father home. If you have nothing else, please leave."

Nyla had had a huge falling out with Harrison, and Wren had played an significant role in that. She felt no fondness for Wren whatsoever.

Wren's expression stiffened for a moment, and it took her several seconds to force a smile. "Nyla, I just m care about you. There's no other e intention." Although Wren was over 50, she looked to be in her 30s, thanks to good maintenance and the pampered lifestyle she had led in recent years. However, her current cautious demeanor made her appear somewhat pitiful. If this had been the past, Harrison would have defended Wren. Now, he simply watched with indifference.