Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Sasha couldn't help but speculate. Normal people would run from danger, but Damon had run toward it to protect Nyla.

Nyla was taken aback, then frowned. "You're overthinking it. He's my uncle."

"What?!" Sasha's voice shot up, drawing the attention of everyone in the R&D department. Her face turned red, and she quickly lowered her head.

She whispered, "Are you serious? You don't even share the same last name. Are you lying to me?"

"Why would I lie? I can't go into details, but nothing could happen between us. He doesn't like me that way.

Despite Sasha's lingering doubts, she could only nod at Nyla's confident assurance. "Alright then."

"Stop gossiping and get to work," Nyla said as she turned on her computer to read some research papers.

The morning passed quickly. Just before noon, Nyla received a call from Wren.

"Wren, what's up? Is there something wrong with my dad?"

Wren's gentle voice came through the line. "No, he's stable. Do you have time for lunch today? Let's meet up."

"My office is quite far from the hospital, How about dinner instead?"

"Sure, you decide."

After hanging up, Nyla felt a bit puzzled about Wren's sudden invitation.

That evening, Nyla arrived at the restaurant. As she waited for Wren, she noticed a familiar car pull up to the entrance. The back door opened, and a woman stepped out. In an instant, Nyla recognized Jordyn.

Jordyn wore a red strapless gown, her long wavy hair cascading down her back, and her makeup was impeccable. She exuded a charm that could captivate any man. Soon, Clark stepped out of the car, and Jordyn naturally took his arm as they walked fnside. If Nyla weren't his wife, she might have thought they made a perfect couple. When Nyla and Clark got married, he had promised to walk through life with her hand in hand. That promise seemed to belong to another woman now.

Clark and Jordyn didn't notice her and went straight into a private room.

Nyla turned her attention back to her surroundings just as Wren arrived.

After ordering, Nyla looked at Wren and asked, "Wren, is there something you want to talk about?"This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Wren nodded, her expression gentle. "I heard you and Clark had a fight. I haven't had a chance to ask you because of your father's situation. How are things between you two now?"

Nyla pressed her lips together, her knuckles turning white from gripping the cup. "Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

Wren sighed. "I saw Clark with another woman at the hospital a few days ago. Is he... having an affair?"

Nyla's hand trembled, spilling some tea. Despite knowing her father was hospitalized at the same hospital, Clark still dared to take his mistress there. It was as if he didn't care if his infidelity was exposed. After a moment of silence, Nyla nodded. "Yes."

"As I expected." Wren looked angry. "What do you plan to do about it?"

She had initially thought Clark would be a good partner for Nyla, but now she realized she was wrong.

"I plan to divorce him, but he refuses to split the assets. I'm trying to gather evidence of his affair now." Nyla knew that just having evidence of infidelity wouldn't be enough to get half of the assets. She needed s Wren frowned. "Given his family's status, they won't willingly give you half the assets. And with your father in the hospital waiting for a kidney transplant, our options are limited in helping you."