All Chapters of Your Uncle’s My Husband Now—Back Off, Ex!: Chapter 701 - Chapter 710

Nyla shrugged off Damon's hand and answered with her head lowered, "It's nothing. I'm just a bit tired. If you don't have anything else, I'm going to head in."Without waiting for his response, she quickly walked into the villa.Watching her hurried departure, Damon frowned. He felt that Nyla's attitude toward him was off.After hesitating for a moment, he called Spencer. "Check where Nyla had dinner tonight and who was with her."In less than ten minutes, Spencer sent him the results of his investigation.Upon seeing the name of the restaurant, Damon's eyes widened. He had his suspicions immediately.…Back in her bedroom, Nyla had just finished removing her makeup and was about to take a shower when she heard a knock at the door."Nyla, I need to talk to you. Can you open the door?" Damon asked.Hearing his voice, Nyla bit her lip, put down her pajamas, and walked to the door to open it. She asked, "What is it?"Meeting her distant gaze, Damon became even more convinced she

Nyla paused, frowning. What could it be that she shouldn't know about for now?Just as she was about to lean in closer to listen, she heard footsteps coming from the office and quickly stepped back.The office door opened, and Spencer walked out.When he saw Nyla, a flicker of guilt crossed his eyes. "Ms. Kinsey, when did you get here?""I just arrived. Why?" Nyla answered, maintaining a calm expression, but her hands subconsciously tightened into fists.What exactly was Damon hiding from her?"Mr. Sumner is waiting for you inside. I'll be getting back to work," Spencer said as he hurriedly left, noticeably quickening his pace as he passed her.Suppressing her growing suspicions, Nyla entered the office."You're here! I had someone make your favorite pulled pork dish. Let me wash my hands, and then we can eat," Damon said."Sounds good," Nyla replied.While Damon washed his hands, Nyla set the table.It wasn't until he sat down across from her that she casually asked, "I not

"Of course not… but how can I trust your words?" Harrison asked.He looked coldly at Damon, his eyes filled with anticipation and doubt. After all, when Nyla had fallen into the sea, the chances of survival were slim. He hadn't held out hope for her being alive over the past five years.Damon took out his phone, navigated to the album, and held the screen out for Harrison to see.Harrison's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "Nyla… It really is Nyla! She's alive! Where is she now?""You don't need to worry about that. She's doing well, but I haven't mentioned you to her yet. Once you're feeling better and can stand, I'll bring her to see you," Damon said."Really?" Harrison asked, his gaze hopeful. But it quickly turned to guilt and regret. "She probably… doesn't want to see me again…"The last time he and Nyla had met had not been pleasant. She had completely cut ties with him and stopped visiting him since then.He had regretted it long ago and had wanted to call her t

As Valarie and Zayn arrived at her house, they saw Brandon waiting at the gate.Brandon thought about how he had treated Zayn like a brother, only to have Zayn go after Valarie—stealing his girl. The urge to punch Zayn in the face surged within him."She's my girlfriend. Anything that pertains to her involves me too," Zayn told Brandon.Brandon's fists clenched at his sides, his body tense and his face cold enough to freeze.Taking a deep breath to calm his anger, he asked Valarie, "What did your call earlier mean?"Before Valarie could answer, Zayn chimed in with a smile, "You came all the way here to ask about that call? We were just playing Truth or Dare at the club. Valarie lost and chose Dare. It was to call you and confess her feelings. I didn't think you'd rush here just over a phone call."The color drained from Brandon's face, turning pale in an instant. He stared at Valarie as he asked, "Is what Zayn said true?"Valarie bit her lip, unable to meet his gaze. "Yes…""Gr

Brandon shook his head. "No, the Weir Group is at the end of its rope. Instead of selling off my shares in the Sumner Group and losing everything, I'd rather work hard to lead the Sumner Group and help rebuild the company."Damon replied, "As long as you're sure.""Uncle Damon, I came here today to ask you for a favor," Brandon said."What is it?" Damon asked."I remember that Prospectus Technology has been negotiating a few big deals with the Updike Group lately. I hope you won't work with them," Brandon stated.He looked at Damon with a pleading gaze, but Damon showed no signs of being swayed. Instead, he questioned, "You want me to compromise my business for personal reasons?"The intimidation from Damon made Brandon lower his head in fear, unable to meet his gaze. Still, he willed himself to say, "It's not just about my own interests.""Oh?" Damon inquired with a smirk, though there was no warmth in his eyes. "Then tell me, what else is there besides wanting to take personal