Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla) novel Chapter 1286

The porcelain shattered against the floor, tea splattering everywhere.

Emerald's gaze remained fixed on the broken shards, her eyes burning with rage.

Filipe, who had been walking down the hallway, entered the room.

Upon seeing the mess on the floor, he didn't seem the least bit surprised. Instead, he turned to Emerald and said, "Madam, Mr. Nixon has woken up."

At those words, the anger on Emerald's face was replaced by a flicker of relief. She immediately stood and hurried toward Brian's room.

Before following, Filipe glanced at the nearby maids, who were trembling in fear, and instructed, "Clean this up."

"Yes, sir!" the maids answered in unison.

Only after Emerald and Filipe had left did the maids finally breathe a sigh of relief, quickly grabbing cleaning supplies.

…

A short while later, Emerald arrived at Brian's bedroom.

He was already sitting up in bed, eating some soup. His face was pale, drawn with exhaustion and a deep sense of despair.

From the moment he had woken, he knew something was wrong—his right leg was gone.

Emerald walked over and took the bowl from the maid's hands. "I'll do it."

She scooped up a spoonful of soup and held it out to Brian, but he shook his head. "I'm full. I don't want any more."

He turned his head away, his expression cold and distant. Emerald's heart ached at the sight.

"Brian, I know losing your leg is hard to accept, but medical technology is very advanced now. Once you recover, you can get a prosthetic. You'll be able to walk just like before—no one will even notice the difference," she said softly.