Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex (Nyla and Clark) novel Chapter 1301

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Chapter 1301

Nyla continued. “And Buddy?”

“Mr. Mason has already gone to bed,” Lydia reported.

Nyla nodded, then turned and made her way to the study.

She gently pushed the door open and saw Damon fast asleep on the couch. Quietly, she stepped inside.

The couch wasn’t very big–perfect for her to nap on while reading. But for someone as tall as Damon, it looked rather cramped.

As she moved closer, she noticed he hadn’t even loosened his tie before falling asleep. A flicker of distress crossed her eyes. He must have been exhausted from all the wedding preparations.

Carefully, she reached out, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt. Then she grabbed a blanket and draped it over him.

After making sure he was comfortable, she left the room as quietly as she had entered.

Since she wasn’t sleepy yet, she decided to sit in the living room for a while.

Just as she settled on the couch, Lydia approached with a shawl. “Mrs. Sumner, the temperature drops at night. Keep warm.”

“Thank you, Lydia. You should rest now. I just need a little time to wind down,” Nyla said.

“I can keep you company,” Lydia offered.

Glancing at the time, Nyla saw it was already past 11:00 p.m. Not wanting Lydia to stay up, she stood.” It’s getting cold down here. I’ll head upstairs and try to sleep. You should rest too.”

“Alright, Mrs. Sumner,” Lydia replied.

Back in her bedroom, Nyla picked up her phone and found a string of messages from Valarie, filled with pictures from the wedding.

She scrolled through them, saving every single one before sending a message.

Nyla: [Valarie, thank you so much for today! You worked so hard!]

Then she transferred 10,000 dollars as a gift.

Valarie was at a bar, drinking with Stefan, completely unaware of Nyla’s message.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy, and under the dim lights, she looked dangerously alluring.

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Stefan’s gaze darkened. “Veevee, you’re drunk. Let me take you home.”

Valarie shook her head stubbornly. “No, I’m not drunk! I can still drink! I’m happy today, so drinks are on me? keep them coming!”

Stefan frowned and reached for the bottle in her hand, but she refused to let go. In the struggle, she lost her balance and fell right into his chest.

Her face collided with the firm muscles beneath his shirt.

she whined.

ing nose, she tried to pu

way, but after all the alcohol, her movements were slow

pushing him, it

stiffened

Feeling her sof

can’t guar

She

caressing him.

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