Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)

Nathaniel turned to Rebecca in disbelief, gritting his teeth. "Rebecca, what does Damon mean by this?"

Rebecca shook her head, tears streaming down her face, but she refused to speak.

At that moment, Nathaniel understood everything.

Despite being with him, Rebecca had still been seeking opportunities to be with Damon. The realization made him feel foolish for wanting to stay with her.

He chuckled bitterly, his expression growing cold. "Since you still have feelings for Damon, let's break up."

For years, he had silently loved Rebecca, but her attention always seemed to be on Damon, never on him. No matter how deeply he loved her, her lack of response over time had worn him down.

Rebecca was stunned, panic flashing in her eyes. She reached out to grab Nathaniel, but he avoided her touch.

Without looking back, he walked away.

"Nathaniel!" Rebecca cried, her face turning pale as she hurried to chase after him.

She stopped him at the villa's entrance, her eyes filled with regret and guilt. "Nathaniel, I was just confused. It was only when you mentioned breaking up that I realized I've been in love with you all along. I just didn't realize it... Please, let's not break up." Seeing the tears in Rebecca's eyes, Nathaniel felt conflicted. After all, she was the woman he had loved for so many years. Even though he had decided to break up earlier, seeing her distressed now made his heart ache.

Rebecca grew more anxious at Nathaniel's silence. She grabbed his hand, her voice choked with emotion. "Nathaniel, I truly understand my mistake. Please give me one last chance. I promise I'll be with you properly from now on." Nathaniel was silent for a moment before gently pulling his hand away from hers.

"Rebecca, I've been disappointed too many times. Since you love Damon, I should let go," he said and walked past her.

As soon as he got into the car, Rebecca threw herself against the window, pounding on it.

"Nathaniel, don't go! Let's talk... Please, I really do love you now..." she cried, her tears visible on the car's window. Nathaniel used to be heartbroken even at the sight of her frown, but now, seeing her cry, he remained indifferent. The driver hesitated. "Mr. Preston..."

"Drive," Nathaniel commanded.

"But Ms. Austen is still..." the driver protested.

"I told you to drive. Do you not understand?" Nathaniel snapped.

The driver quickly averted his gaze and started the car, intimidated by Nathaniel's icy stare.

As the car moved forward, Rebecca was knocked to the ground by the motion. She appeared to feel no pain as she scrambled to her feet, trying to chase after the car. She knew that if Nathaniel abandoned her, she would be left with nothing.

From the rearview mirror, the driver saw Rebecca limping after the car. He said quietly, "Mr. Preston, MS Austen seems to be chasing the car. She fell when the car started and it looked quite serious..." Nathaniel's expression softened slightly, but he still fought the urge to look back. Coldly, he replied, "What happens to her is none of my concern."

The temperature inside the car felt like an icebox.

The driver dared not speak further and continued driving in silence.

Soon, Rebecca's figure was left far behind, a tiny black dot in the distance.

Desperately watching Nathaniel's car drive away, Rebecca collapsed to the ground and broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.