Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)

"Thanks, but there's no need. In the future, let's try to keep our interactions to a minimum. I don't want to be insulted anymore," Nyla requested coldly. She was about to walk past Gabriel when he stopped her.

"Nyla, I apologize on behalf of my mother for what she said. I've spoken to her, and she promises not to contact you again. Please don't be angry, okay?" Gabriel asked.

"If she truly believes she was wrong, then you wouldn't be the one showing up here tonight," Nyla replied.

Gabriel frowned and asked softly, "If she came to apologize in person, would you forgive her?"

Nyla's displeasure was evident. She didn't understand why Gabriel was so insistent that she forgive Wren.

Wren was just her stepmother-their interactions had been minimal, and there was no need to force a reconciliation.

"I won't forget what she said to me, and I can't forgive her. If there's nothing else, don't come looking for me again," she said.

Without giving Gabriel a chance to respond, Nyla opened the door and went inside.

Gabriel stood at the door for a moment before leaving. When he got home, he encountered Wren returning for clothes.

Seeing the bag in his hand, Wren frowned. "Where did you go just now?"

Gabriel replied calmly, "I went to deliver some food to Nyla."

Wren's expression darkened, and her tone became sharp. "Didn't I tell you to keep your distance from her?"

"I didn't agree to that, and she's my sister," Gabriel answered.

"Sister?" Wren scoffed. "You have no blood relation to her. Continuing to associate with her will only drag you down. You've just returned to the country. Offending the Sumners won't be good for you. I'm doing this for your own good!" "I said, I don't care," Gabriel insisted.

"You don't care?" Wren angrily threw the clothes she was holding onto the sofa and stood up, gritting her teeth. "Even if you don't care, can't you think about me? I raised you with great difficulty, sent you abroad to study, and now that there's finally some hope, you're about to ruin your future over someone irrelevant!"

Gabriel's expression turned icy.

"Mom, don't forget that I was able to

go abroad because of Harrison Otherwise, I might not have been able to afford university."

"He did provide financial support, but I've been by his side, taking care of him while he was sick all these years. You don't owe the Jaystons anything," Wren argued.

"Do you think your care over these years is worth so much money?" Gabriel questioned.

Wren was at a loss for words.

After a long silence, she said coldly, "Regardless, if you continue to associate with her, I will create a scene at Prospectus Technology until you—"

Before she could finish, Gabriel

interrupted her sharply, "If you make

a scen

I'll resign and go abroad

immediately, and we won't see each

other again."

Wren staggered and took a few steps back to steady herself.

"Gabriel, in your heart, is someone with no blood relation to you more important than me?" she asked.

"Mom, you're forcing me. I'm an adult now. I hope you can let me make my own decisions about my life," Gabriel retorted.

The living room fell silent.

After what seemed like an eternity, Wren finally spoke dejectedly. "You're right. You're grown up now, and I can't control you anymore. Do as you wish." She then picked up her clothes and left.

Watching Wren's slightly stooped figure, Gabriel felt a pang in his heart.

Despite this, he knew that if he didn't resolve things with Wren, there would never be a chance for him and Nyla to be together.

...

When Damon returned to his villa, he saw Nathaniel's car parked at the entrance. His expression darkened as he parked next to it.

Hearing the car door open, Nathaniel looked up at Damon with red eyes.

"When did you find out that Rebecca was sick?" Nathaniel asked.