Trading My Ex for His Uncle

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?"

Contempt flickered in the staff's eyes. She thought Jordyn was quite pretty, yet she had become a mistress-such a shame. She took the documents and started processing the marriage papers.

Clark looked at Nyla with a dark expression and said, "You may not care, but others do. I'm not dependent on you."

Nyla nodded and smiled. "Well, then I wish you both a lifetime of happiness. Make sure to stay together forever and not come back into the market."

Ignoring Clark's displeasure, 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 her mood.

After leaving 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 agreement.

The two discussed the case for over an hour, and the lawyer, William Harwell, personally saw Nyla out of the firm.

"Mr. Harwell, I'll leave the asset division in your hands," Nyla said.

William nodded. "Ms. Jayston, don't worry. I'll handle it as soon as possible."

After leaving the firm, Nyla was about to head home when she received a call from Wren.

"Nyla, come to the hospital right away. Your mother-in-law just arrived with a group of people, causing a scene in the ward and accusing you of having your father-in-law arrested. Your father has fainted from anger!" Wren informed.

Nyla looked alarmed. "I'll be there immediately!"

...

When Nyla arrived at the hospital over an hour later, the ward was in chaos. Fragments of cups, toiletries, fruits-everything was scattered around the room.

Harrison was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, while Wren, with red eyes, sat beside him, constantly wiping her tears.

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

"How's my father?" Nyla asked instead.

"He fainted from anger. The doctor just checked him and said he might not wake up for a while. What exactly did you do?" Wren asked.

Nyla briefly explained her recent actions.

Wren scowled and could no longer contain her fury. "Why did you do this? What if the Sumners retaliate against us? Just like today, we have no ability to fight back!"

Nyla bit her lip and lowered her gaze. "I admit I didn't think this through. I'll find someone to protect you and Dad."

"Protect us? Do you think you're more powerful than the Sumners? You've completely offended them, and with your divorce from Clark, they won't let you or us off the hook!" Wren exclaimed, glaring at Nyla.

"Why didn't you discuss this with us before taking action? Our lives were just starting to calm down. What right do you have to make decisions for your father?NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Even if you did get your father-in-law arrested, no one will admire you. People will only mock the Jaystons for raising a daughter who sent her father-in-law to prison!" Wren scolded.

Before she could finish, Harrison's angry voice came from the bed. "Enough! Stop talking!"