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?"

Jordyn was quite pretty, yet she had become a mistress-such a shame. She

said, "You

I wish you both a lifetime of happiness. Make sure to stay together

she placed the divorce certificate into her bag and walked away. Today was her fresh start, and she didn't want those scumbags to ruin

the courthouse, Nyla went directly to a top law firm in Saintornia, where she found a lawyer specializing in divorce cases and handed him the divorce

the lawyer, William Harwell, personally saw

I'll leave the asset division in your hands,"

Jayston, don't worry. I'll handle it as

the firm, Nyla was about to head

causing a scene in the ward and accusing you of

alarmed. "I'll

...

was in chaos. Fragments of cups, toiletries, fruits-everything was scattered

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

"Nyla, what's going on? Why

my father?" Nyla asked