Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Nyla suggested, "I think he aimed the van at me deliberately. This might not have been an accident."

The two officers exchanged a glance before one of them addressed her. "That's a possibility we can't rule out, but we'll need to wait for the investigation results. From what we know now, the most likely cause is drunk driving. Have you had any recent conflicts with anyone?"

Nyla thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Not that I can think of."

"Understood. We'll investigate that possibility further. If you remember anything else, please let us know," the officer replied.

"Alright, thank you," Nyla said.

After the officers left, Nyla couldn't help but replay the details of the van charging at her.

Could this really have been an accident? But... who would drink in the early morning?

After waiting outside the ward for a while and confirming that Clark's condition had stabilized, Damon wanted to take Nyla home to rest.

However, she refused, "I'm not tired. I want to stay here and wait for him to wake up."

Clark had lost his legs saving her. There was no way she could think of resting now.

"You're in no condition to stay here. I'll have someone guard the ward door and notify you

can manage myself," Nyla

and distant expression made Damon's heart sink. He crouched down to her level and spoke firmly.

to sleep. Besides, I'm feeling very unsettled right now... Can you let me stay here quietly for a while?" Damon

from him filled the air as Nyla leaned against the

watching from the side,

two were

after 11:00 p.m. that Clark

up with excitement as she rushed over. "Clark, you're awake!

Just thinking about Clark never walking again felt like having her heart sliced with a knife, sending waves of

Is

expression darkened. "You

start with these irrelevant matters!" Cyrus interrupted,

want to add to Clark's stress by bringing up

Damon

down at Clark and

Clark's eyes when he saw her clothes stained with blood. "Are you injured? Why is there so much blood