Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 1215

"Do you think I would tell him that?!" Emerald shot back. "Think about it. What man would want to be with you if he knew you were already married?!"

Nyla remained unfazed by Emerald's harsh words. Instead, she looked up at her with a smirk. "You were married to my dad before, yet you still managed to marry your current husband and have two more kids. Why don't you introduce me to someone else? I'm sure there's always someone willing."

Emerald trembled with anger, pointing at Nyla as though she wanted to lash out, but no rebuttal came to mind.

Unbothered, Nyla poured Emerald a glass of water and said calmly, "Don't get too worked up. You're not young anymore.

"What if you have a stroke? I doubt either of your precious children would be available to take care of you."

"Shut up!" Emerald growled.

Every word out of Nyla's mouth hit a nerve, making Emerald's chest rise and fall with fury.

How did she end up with such an ungrateful daughter?!

Nyla shrugged and continued. "You better keep introducing me to potential suitors. I don't mind a business marriage."

After all, she was certain Emerald wouldn't waste her as a pawn. If she were to arrange a marriage, it would be with someone useful.

face darkened. "If you don't want something to happen to Damon and Buddy, you'd better behave. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I might do to

Nyla's eyes, but she didn't look the least bit

thing straight. The only reason I'm even tolerating you and not making

anything happens to them, I promise you'll lose me as a pawn

narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure

time you went back on your word, I've stopped giving you chances to threaten me. Do whatever you

she turned on her heel and left

watched her walk

Nyla was out of sight, Emerald grabbed the teacup from the table and hurled it onto

delicate

...

took a nap, only waking when

her as though she were

cared. She enjoyed her meal in peace, unfazed by the silent treatment. It wasn't as if Emerald ever paid much attention to

Emerald's displeasure, Delia glared at Nyla and said coldly, "I heard you

her eyes on her food, pretending she

her voice. "Hey, Nyla! I'm talking to you. Are you