Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

The past eight years felt like a dream.

Fortunately, it was over now, and there would be no more entanglements in the future.

Clark's eyes flashed with anger upon seeing Nyla's relieved expression. He turned to Jordyn and said coldly, "Did you bring your ID card?" Jordyn was momentarily stunned, but then her eyes lit up with excitement. "Yes! Clark, you..."

"Give it to me. We're registering our marriage now," Clark said curtly.

Jordyn quickly pulled out her ID card from her bag and handed it to Clark, her face alight with anticipation. She had been waiting for this day!

Last night, upon learning that Clark would be divorcing Nyla today, she had rushed to bring her ID card. She planned to use their child as leverage to see if Clark would marry her after the divorce. To her surprise, he proposed marriage to her first!

Clark took her ID card with a stony expression and handed it, along with his own, to the staff. "Get us registered!"

His face was stern, and his tone was rigid, showing no trace of joy.

The staff hesitated for a moment before advising, "Sir, marriage is a significant matter. You've just divorced. Perhaps you should reconsider."

Jordyn shot a disdainful look at the staff and said arrogantly, "What does it matter to you if we're getting married? Just do your job and stay out of it! Besides, I'm carrying his child. Are you going to let my baby be born without a father?"

she had become a mistress-such a shame.

a dark expression and said, "You may not care, but others do. I'm not dependent

happiness. Make sure to stay together forever

certificate into her bag and walked away. Today was her fresh start,

a top law firm in Saintornia, where she

discussed the case for over an hour, and the lawyer, William Harwell, personally

the asset division in

worry. I'll

the firm, Nyla was about to head

mother-in-law just arrived with a group of people, causing a scene in the

looked alarmed. "I'll be there

...

was in chaos.

while Wren, with red eyes, sat beside him, constantly wiping

Wren looked displeased. "Nyla, what's going on? Why did the Sumners send people

my father?" Nyla asked