Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"Only what you can actually get is truly important. Do you understand? There are so many injustices in this world. Not everyone receives an apology or justice. Justice doesn't align with the truth-it aligns with power," Clark said.

Nyla looked at him with cold eyes and replied, "So, according to you, I should just accept your so-called compensation as if it were charity and act like nothing ever happened?"

"I hope you understand what's most important for you right now. Be realistic. Pursuing fairness has little real meaning," Clark elaborated.

Nyla took a deep breath. "As long as I believe it's meaningful, that's enough."

Upon seeing her firm expression, Clark's gaze darkened. "So you're determined to hand over that evidence to the police, no matter what?" "I said I need time to think," Nyla insisted.

Finally, the last trace of warmth left Clark's eyes. He looked at Nyla with a blank expression and said, "Understood. You can go now." Seeing him like this made Nyla feel uneasy.

"Take care of yourself. If you really can't stand up in the future, I will stay by your side and take care of you," she said.

Clark didn't say anything, his expression as cold as ever.

Nyla said nothing more and left the room.

Once she got into the car, she thought for a while and decided to call Valarie to meet.

In the ward...

window for a while before picking up his phone to call

he hung up quickly, fearing he would regret it if he waited

this incident, he had already seen that Nyla had no feelings for him. He wouldn't hesitate any longer. Jordyn walked into the ward and noticed Clark's gloomy expression. She paused

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things that

stiffened. "Alright.

"The chicken soup will get cold

glanced at her impatiently. "I'm not in the mood to eat. You can

hours making

expression suddenly darkened,

face pale. She bit her lip, eyes filled with hurt. "Alright.

and ran out of the room in

expression remained unchanged, showing no concern for

...

been waiting in the agreed-upon restaurant for over an

longer, she called Nyla, only

premonition. Nyla shouldn't have turned

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