Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"Dad, Mom, it's getting late. Nyla can stay here with me. You should head home and get some rest. Come back tomorrow morning," Clark said.

Cindy had initially wanted to stay and care for Clark, but upon realizing that his condition was caused by Nyla, she agreed to Clark's request. "Alright. I'll come back tomorrow."

After they left, Nyla turned to Damon. "Uncle Damon, thank you for today. You should go home and rest. Let me walk you out."

Damon frowned, his demeanor growing colder. "You're exhausted too. I'll arrange for a caregiver to come soon. I'll take you home." "No. I'll stay here to take care of him tonight," Nyla insisted.

Understanding her stubbornness, Damon nodded after a few seconds of silence. "Alright."

He turned and walked toward the door, and Nyla got up to see him off.

When she returned, she noticed Clark's expression had changed slightly. Pretending not to notice, she sat down by the bedside.

After a long silence, Clark finally spoke. "Nyla, can you stop being so cold toward me?"

Nyla looked at him calmly. "Clark, I'm grateful for what you did, but things can't go back to how they were."

Clark's face fell, and he forced a smile. "You still want a divorce, don't you?"

Nyla nodded. "Yes. I'm not giving up on the idea of divorce, but I'll take care of you until you recover."

what

did to my family, how can I

Nyla would soften because he had saved her, but he was mistaken. She had always been indifferent to those she didn't care about. He closed his eyes and spent a sleepless

...

morning, Cindy arrived with chicken

going to rest at home now. I'll come back in the evening

you sleep knowing that Clark is like

Clark. As she left, she could

the hospital, she saw Damon's car parked nearby. She tried to ignore it, but he got out and stopped her. "I'll give you

need. I can

choose either you get in the car yourself, or I'll help you into it. It's up to

bit her lip. After a few seconds of silence, she

home, neither of them

the car stopped at

turned to find Nyla still dost in thought. His brow

thinking about?"

hesitation, said, "Uncle Damon, I still feel that this incident

at her. Her hair

her face pale, and her eyes were tired, but her gaze betrayed determination that

feel a pang