Trading My Ex for His Uncle



"Thank you, Damon!" Nyla exclaimed.

She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. This thank you was not just for him rescuing her from danger all those times, but also for his unwavering love and the fact that he had never given up on her. He had chosen her, steadfastly.

Damon reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, his voice tender. "Silly girl, more than 'thank you', I want to hear you say 'I love you'."

Nyla's cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help but lower her gaze. "There are other people here."

She was reserved and not used to being overly affectionate with someone she liked in front of others.

Upon seeing her blushing, Damon's mood lifted, and he smiled. "Alright, then when we're back tonight, say it just for me."

"Okay..." Nyla agreed shyly.

He guided her to her seat and handed her the menu. "Take a look at what you want to eat. This restaurant's foie gras and caviar are both good."

Nyla nodded, flipping through the menu. She ordered the foie gras and caviar Damon had recommended, as well as a few other dishes she liked. Looking up at him, she asked, "What do you want?"noveldrama

"I'm fine with whatever you choose," he replied.

"Alright, I'll just order two of what I picked," she told the server.

After confirming their order, the server left the room.

Soon, the appetizers arrived, along with a small pink box.

The server announced, "Mr. Sumner, Ms. Kinsey, we have a lucky draw event tonight. The winning numbers come with a mysterious prize. Would you like to participate?"

Nyla was curious. "What's the mysterious prize?"

The server smiled. "You'll find out when the draw is held."

"How do we participate?" she asked.

The server handed the pink box to Nyla. "Ms Kinsey, just pick a ball from inside. Each ball has a number. If you win, we'll bring you the mysterious gift. If you don't, you'll

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Nyla reached into the box and picked a ball. Instead of opening it right away, she turned to Damon. "You should pick one too."

Damon nodded and casually drew a ball from the box.

Once the server left, Nyla grinned at Damon. "I hope there's not a wedding ring inside when I open the ball."

Damon raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you open it and see?"

Nyla opened the ball and found only a piece of paper with a number on it.

"Looks like I was wrong," she remarked.

"Are you disappointed you didn't get a proposal?" Damon teased.

"Of course not. I just thought the atmosphere was right tonight, and you might be planning to propose," Nyla explained.

She didn't want to admit it, but there was a tiny hint of disappointment. If Damon had proposed tonight, she might have actually said yes.

Nyla snorted at his composure. "I don't want to get married!"

"Well, I want to marry you. I've been dreaming about it," he said.

Damon's tone was serious, without a trace of joking. Nyla's cheeks flushed again, and she quickly looked away, her ears burning.

Could he not say such romantic things so seriously?

The entire dinner was spent with Nyla blushing the whole time.

Halfway through their meal, the lucky draw results were announced. Neither Nyla nor Damon won. They received consolation prizes-two teddy bears as tall as half a person.

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