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...

up his phone to call Cyrus. "Dad, let's

the call, he hung up quickly, fearing he would

Nyla had no feelings for him. He wouldn't hesitate any longer.

a fight with

of things that don't concern you!"

stiffened. "Alright.

bedside, her voice soft. "The chicken soup will get cold if you don't

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

spent hours making

out!" Clark's expression suddenly

pale. She bit her

she turned and ran

unchanged, showing

...

agreed-upon restaurant for over an

only to find that Nyla's phone

premonition. Nyla shouldn't have

the next few minutes,