Trading My Ex for His Uncle

However, Cyrus was Damon's older brother. If Damon knew about this, he probably wouldn't help her.

After thinking for a while without coming up with any clear answers, Nyla decided not to dwell on it any further and planned to find an opportunity to ask Damon directly.

...

The next morning, Nyla went to the hospital to visit Clark.

When she opened the door to the ward, she saw Jordyn sitting by Clark's bedside, feeding him chicken soup.

She paused and said indifferently, "Looks like I'm interrupting."

There was a hint of provocation in Jordyn's eyes, but she quickly set the bowl down, stood up, and said awkwardly, "No, no. Since you're here, I'll leave now. I'll come back to see Clark after you're gone..."

Before Nyla could respond, Clark spoke up. "Jordyn, please step outside. I need to talk to her."

Jordyn nodded. "Alright. I'll be right outside. Call me if you need anything."

As she passed by Nyla, she whispered, "Nyla, you won't win against me."

Nyla smiled. "Don't worry. I've never intended to compete with you."

A man who cheated should be considered a treasure only by someone like her.

Once Jordyn left, the room fell into silence.

After a while, Clark spoke in a detached tone. "Nyla, I know you don't want to be here and you're busy with work. From now on, Jordyn can take care of me."

Nyla frowned. If Clark hadn't been injured while saving her, she wouldn't have come. Besides, she had to come to take care of him to avoid how Cindy might twist things. "I'm your wife, and you saved me this time."

"Hah." Clark let out a light laugh, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. "Even if I saved you and lost my legs because of it, your attitude toward me hasn't changed, has it?"

"You did save me, but that doesn't

erase what you did by cheating. I've given you chances before, but you never handled things with Jordyn and her child properly. Instead, you let her continue to flaunt herself in front of me, didn't you?" Nyla retorted.

What was more important was whether Clark genuinely wanted to save her or if it was all part of his scheme. Nyla hadn't figured that out yet.

If this was truly an accident, she would stay and take care of him. If it was a scheme, she wouldn't be so merciful.

Clark was rendered speechless by her words.

After a long pause, he finally said, "I don't expect you to stay with me now. I just hope you'll spare my father. But you won't agree. You want a man in his 50s to go to prison. How can you be so heartless?"

His tone carried a hint of accusation.

Nyla sneered. "Heartless? Why don't you ask your father why he used such underhanded tactics against Harris Pharmaceuticals?"

"I know this is hard for you to accept

right now, but we can't go back to the past. Compensation is what matters most for you and your

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kidney donation for him. He'll recover and be discharged soon.

"Then, I'll give him some money to start a new business. Maybe he can create another Harris

Pharmaceuticals. Handing over the evidence to the police will only lead to mutual destruction. You won't get any compensation," Clark coaxed.

"Clark, you've threatened me with the kidney donation so many times. In the end, you gave it to someone else. As for compensation, I don't need it!" Nyla snapped.

Clark looked at her with a hint of resignation as he said, "Nyla, maybe I've protected you too well over the years, which is why you're still so naive."