Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)
Paradse 88

Chapter 88

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Clark felt a wave of relief. It was fine as long as Nyla didn't replace out about that matter.

"Nyla, I blocked her a long time ago. She used a different number to contact me, and I hung up right away. I didn't agree to have dinner with her," he lied.

Clark looked at her with a pained expression, as if he were the one who had been wronged.

If Nyla hadn't known about his disgusting affair with Jordyn, she might have believed him. Now, she couldn't let him know she had been secretly gathering evidence of his infidelity. Nyla looked down and forced herself to say, "Maybe I misunderstood you. Sorry."

Seeing her soften, Clark spoke gently. "Rest assured. I promised you I wouldn't have anything more to do with her, and I won't break that promise."

His words made Nyla want to vomit. How could he lie to her so effortlessly?!

She didn't understand how the sincere and passionate boy she once knew had turned into this deceitful

man.

here tod

"So, why are you here today?" she asked.

"L... I just wanted to ask if your business trip went well," he replied.

Nyla frowned. Did he come all this way just to ask something so trivial?

"It went fine. If there's nothing else, you should leave," she said.

Clark sighed. "Nyla, I'm your husband. I don't want outsiders to know about your grievances while I remain in the dark."

Nyla looked up sharply and met his knowing gaze, her expression turning cold. "Are you having me followed?"

"Not followed, protected," he corrected her.

Nyla snickered. "Protected? When I was knocked out and nearly assaulted, where were your so-called protectors?"

He spoke so righteously, but she knew he had someone follow her to see if she and Damon would do anything inappropriate.

Clark's hands clenched at his sides, his eyes flashing coldly. If she had just listened to him and not gone on that trip, none of this would have happened. He knew he couldn't say that out loud, though. "Nyla, my men arrived just as my uncle saved you, so they didn't step in..."

Nyla didn't believe a word of his nonsense but didn't want to argue further. "Say what you want. I don't want to light. Just leave."

She brushed past him and grabbed her keys to open the door, but Clark suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Nyla, there's one more thing."

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't touch me," she said.

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Chapter 68

She shook off his hand, clearly annoyed.

Although Clark's heart burned with frustration at her rejection, he knew their relationship was strained and held back his temper. "You must have noticed that my uncle... treats you differently. I hope you can keep your distance from him," Clark asked.

Nyla's expression remained indifferent. "We only interact for work. I haven't noticed anything special.

"How exactly should I keep my distance? Should I turn and walk away whenever I see him? Or should I move to another city to avoid him?"

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?" Nyla asked, her tone mocking. "If you're so worried, why don't you talk to him instead? Telling me this makes it seem like you think I'm easy to bully." Blaming her for another man's interest in her, rather than addressing it with that man, was no different from saying a woman was to blame for being assaulted because of how she dressed. Clark stiffened, embarrassment and shame crossing his features. "Nyla-"

She chided him, "Enough. If you don't have the guts to tell your uncle to stay away from me, then don't say such disgusting things to me!"

With that, she turned and went inside, closing the door behind her.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Nyla carried her groceries into the kitchen and began to put them away.