Trading My Ex for His Uncle

As the knife pierced Nyla's hand, she let out a muffled groan, her face turning pale from the pain. Blood flowed from her wound, creating a gruesome sight.

Lucia smirked and pulled the knife out, causing blood to spurt.

Nyla bit her lip hard to stifle a scream.

Lucia's smirk widened at Nyla's pained but restrained expression." Didn't think you were this tough. Let's see how long you can last."

Lucia raised the knife again, aiming for Nyla's heart.

Just as the blade was about to reach its mark, a sharp pain shot through Lucia's wrist, and the knife clattered to the ground.

Lucia stared in disbelief at the dart lodged in her wrist. She looked up and saw someone running toward her.

Panicking, she bent down to retrieve the knife, but a powerful kick sent her flying before she could. She hit the ground hard and spat out blood before losing consciousness.

Spencer quickly kicked the knife away and helped Nyla up. "Ms. Jayston, are you okay?"

Nyla was shocked to see Spencer. She hadn't expected him to come to her rescue and wondered how he knew where to find her.

Still, relief washed over her as she looked at Spencer with gratitude. She knew that without his timely intervention, she would have died at Lucia's hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Hogg." Nyla's voice was weak from her injuries and blood loss.

Spencer, not daring to take credit, glanced behind him at Damon, who

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exuded a cold aura.

"Mr. Sumner, I'll go subdue Lucia," he said.

"Go ahead," Damon replied.

After Spencer left, Nyla looked up at Damon, about to speak, but he suddenly bent down and lifted her into his arms.

She gasped, instinctively wanting to wrap her arms around his neck. However, she stopped herself, remembering her dirty and injured hands.

"Mr. Sumner, thank you for rescuing me, but I can walk. Please put me down," she said.

Being carried by Damon felt strange to Nyla, especially since he was Clark's uncle. She wanted to keep her distance from him.

Damon looked down at her and asked, "Are you sure you can walk?"

Nyla bit her lip, about to insist she could, but Damon was already striding forward with her in his arms.

She glanced up at his resolute expression, her heart skipping a beat. She lowered her head and stayed silent.

When they reached the ground floor, a doctor was already there.

After quickly bandaging Nyla's wounds and stopping the bleeding, the doctor turned to Damon.

"Mr. Sumner, from the initial examination, Ms. Jayston has only sustained some external injuries. She's not in immediate danger, but she should still go to the hospital for a thorough checkup. The wound on her hand is deep and needs a tetanus shot."

Damon nodded. "Do as you said."Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Nyla wanted to say she could go to the hospital herself, but one look at Damon's cold eyes made her hold her tongue.

She felt that Damon was very angry, exuding a terrifying aura. It was safer not to talk to him right now,

Soon, Spencer returned with the unconscious Lucia,

"Mr. Sumner, what should we do with her?" he asked,

"Break her hands and send her to the police, I don't want to see her out on the streets again," he ordered.

Damon's voice was chilling, making Nyla tremble. Despite this, she had no intention of pleading for Lucia. After all, Lucia had tried to kill her, so she deserved this outcome.

However, thinking about how Damon had saved her again left her unsure of how to repay him.

After Spencer and his men left, Damon got into the car and drove Nyla to the hospital.