Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Chapter 655



Nyla and Damon had rolled down to a relatively flat area.

Nyla quickly grabbed onto a nearby shrub. Thorns dug into her fingers, but she was determined not to let go. Finally, they came to a stop.

She let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at Damon, only to find him with his eyes tightly shut. His face was pale, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead

Her heart sank instantly.

"Damon..... wake up. Are you okay?" she asked.

She called his name several times, but he didn't respond.

However, his hands still gripped her waist tightly.

Panic flashed in Nyla's eyes as she began to search him.

Thankfully, his phone was still with him. She quickly took it out and dialed Spencer's number.

...

When Damon finally regained consciousness, it was three days later.

Every part of his body ached-even breathing felt immensely difficult.

Spencer, who was beside him, noticed that he was awake and hurried over. "Mr. Sumner, you're awake! I'll go get the doctor right away!"

Spencer was filled with excitement as he quickly headed to the door.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Soon, the doctor arrived.

After conducting an initial examination, he visibly relaxed as he informed them, "Mr. Sumner has passed the critical phase. Now he just needs to rest. He should fully recover in about a month."

Spencer nodded. "Got it. Thank you, doctor."

After the doctor left, Spencer saw that Damon wanted to get up and helped him adjust the bed.

He asked, "Mr. Sumner, how are you feeling now? Would you like some water or..."

Damon nodded weakly. "Mm, water."

Spencer quickly brought a glass of warm water, helping Damon drink half of it before taking it away when Damon stopped drinking.

After drinking, Damon finally felt that his throat wasn't as parched.

"How's Nyla?" he asked.

Spencer replied, "Ms. Kinsey is fine. Thanks to your protection, she only sustained minor injuries and should be discharged in a couple of days.

"We also found Mr. Mason. He was

frightened but unharmed. The people who kidnapped him, along with your nephew, have been captured and locked up. They'll be dealt with once you're feeling better."

"Okay, understood," Damon replied, falling silent again and lowering his gaze to conceal the depth of his emotions.

The ward descended into silence.

Spencer sensed something was off about Damon but couldn't pinpoint what exactly.

"Mr. Sumner, I'll go notify Ms. Kinsey that you're awake," Spencer said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Damon's cold voice cut through the air. "No need. I'm very tired and don't want to see anyone right now. You can head out as well."

Seeing Damon's pale face, Spencer agreed that he needed to rest.

He nodded and replied, "Alright, I'll wait outside. Call me if you need anything."

Once outside, Spencer gently closed the door and dialed Luca's number.

"Mr. Sumner is awake. Inform Prospectus Technology's shareholders," he said.

During Damon's coma, many

shareholders had been eager to

seize contrat before he woke up. If it weren't for Damon's usual

ruthlessness, which still held some power over them, they would have acted the moment they learned he was down.

After hanging up, a cold glint flashed in Spencer's eyes.

Once Damon was back on his feet, he would certainly start cleaning house among those treacherous shareholders.

Before long, Nyla arrived, wearing a large hospital gown with the wounds on her face beginning to scab over. She looked significantly better than when Spencer first found heDand Damon.

"Ms. Kinsey," Spencer greeted.

Nyla nodded. "How's Mr. Sumner?"

"He's awake," Spencer answered.

"What?" Nyla's eyes widened in surprise. "Why didn't you notify me? I need to go see him..."