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Chapter 725 Chapter 725 "Okay, where should we meet?" Damon asked.
"I'll meet you at your office after work," Nyla replied.
After hanging up, Nyla took a deep breath and returned to her room to shower and rest.
The next evening, after finishing her work at the lab, Nyla headed straight to the top floor to find Damon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSpencer had been instructed to expect her, so when he saw her, he immediately approached. “Ms. Kinsey, Mr. Sumner is waiting for you in his office. I'll take you there." "Thank you," Nyla replied.
Spencer led her to the office and quickly left.
Damon put down the file he was holding and looked up at her. "Have a seat. I'll sign off on this document, and then I'll be with you." Nyla sat down on the sofa.
A few minutes later, Damon walked over and sat across from her. "What did you want to discuss?" Pressing her lips together, Nyla said, "I've thought it over carefully. Buddy is at a sensitive age right now, and he needs a complete family. So, I agree with what you proposed before. I'm willing to pretend to be a loving couple with you for Buddy's sake, but I have a few conditions." Damon frowned. "Pretend? What do you mean?" He wanted to genuinely reconcile with her and make things right for her and Mason, not just play a role. Nyla looked directly at him and replied calmly, "I don't intend to start over with you. I hope you understand that." If Damon hadn't used Mason to pressure her, she might have softened and given their relationship another chance.
Now, if she agreed because of Mason, Damon would just keep using the stactics to force her into compromising again and again in the future. That wasn't the kind of love she wanted, A flicker of disappointment crossed Damon's eyes. He had assumed that Nyla wanting to talk meant she was willing to give him another chance, but he now realized it was just wishful thinking.
Despite that, if she was willing to cback into his life, he would have plenty of opportunities to win her over.
With that thought in mind, he nodded. “I understand. What are your conditions?" Nyla listed them: "One, we'll only act like a couple in front of Buddy. Outside of that, we won't interfere in each other's private lives.
"Two, when Buddy turns 18, we'll tell him the truth and go our separate ways.
Chapter 725 "Three, if either of us starts a new relationship, we must inform the other in advance so we can find a way to minimize the impact on Buddy." Damon listened silently until Nyla finished, then looked at her. "I can agree to all three of your conditions, but you and Buddy need to move back in." Nyla nodded. "Okay." Before coming to see Damon, Nyla had already considered the possibility of either Damon moving in or them returning to his villa. After all, if they were going to act like a couple for Mason's sake, they couldn't live apart. "The weekend is coming up. I'll have people help you pack, and we'll move you in then," Damon said.
Nyla frowned. Although it felt a bit rushed, she still nodded. "Okay."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDamon stood up. "Since we've talked everything out, I need to get back to work, you should head home." "Okay, Mr. Sumner, I-" Nyla began to say.
He interrupted her. "Don't call'Mr. Sumner' anymore. Just callby my name."
Nyla conceded, "Okay, Damon.
Buddy's been a little down le down these past few days! If you have time, join us for dinner tomorrow night." "I have a business event tomorrow. How about the night after?" Damon suggested.
"That works. I'll see you then," Nyla said.
After Nyla left, Damon didn't return to his desk. Instead, he took out a bottle out a of red wine from the cab'He poured himself a glass and walked to the window. As he gazed down at the busy streets below, his expression was deep and contemplative.