Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)
Paradse 105

Chapter 105

On the way to the hospital, Nyla kept glancing at Damon. She looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Damon turned to her, his voice deep. "What do you want to say?"

Nyla bit her lip. "Mr. Sumner, I was just wondering... How did you know I was kidnapped? And how did you replace me?"

"Spencer had some experimental data he wanted to ask you about. When he couldn't reach you on the phone, he went to your house and found you missing. So, we investigated," he explained casually, but Nyla felt a surge of gratitude.

"Mr. Sumner, I really appreciate it... If you and Mr. Hogg hadn't arrived in time, I might not have survived the night."

Damon's expression remained indifferent. "Don't think too much about it. The most important thing for you now is to recover."

Nyla fell silent and lowered her gaze, deciding she must replace a way to repay Damon.

As they neared the hospital, Nyla looked at him again. "Mr. Sumner, it's already very late. You can drop me off at the hospital entrance, and I'll handle the check-up myself. You should go home and rest." Damon didn't respond until the car stopped at the hospital entrance. He unbuckled his seatbelt, got out, and lifted Nyla in his arms again, heading into the hospital.

Nyla bit her lip. "Mr. Sumner-"

"It won't take long," he interrupted her

They had only taken a few steps when they were stopped.

Clark stood there, his expression icy, speaking slowly and clearly."

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Uncle Damon, thank you for saving Nyla. I'll take it from here."

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His hair and clothes were d a friend at the police station, he might not have even learned Nyla had been kidnapped.

veled. If he hadn't received the call from

The thought of Damon being the one to rescue Nyla while she was most helpless filled Clark with jealousy and anger. If he had been the one to save her, perhaps their strained relationship could have been mended.

Damon's grip on Nyla tightened, his gaze darkening.

Seeing that Damon had no intention of letting go, Clark smiled. "Uncle Damon, don't forget, I am Nyla's husband. If people see you-carrying her into the hospital and take a picture of it again, it may cause misunderstandings.

"You wouldn't want my wife to suffer because of baseless rumors, right?

Clark was confident that if Damon cared for Nyla, he wouldn't let her reputation be tarnished.

As expected, Damon's expression wavered.

Before Damon could speak, though, Nyla spoke up. "Mr. Sumner, please put me down. I can walk."

After a moment of silence, Damon set Nyla down.

Clark moved to carry her, but she pushed him away. "Don't touch me!"

The memory of being on the brink of death, with Kenneth's knife at her throat while Clark had been with Jordyn, filled Nyla with disgust. Clark's hand froze in mid-air, his expression darkening. "Nyla, I know I disappointed you by not getting to you in time, but I only just found out- Chapter 105

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Nyla cut him off calmly, "It doesn't matter anymore."

To her, he was just a stranger now, and she didn't want to waste any more feelings on him.

For some reason, Clark felt a sudden panic. It seemed he was truly losing Nyla.

While he stood there in shock, Nyla limped past him toward the hospital.

Clark clenched his fists, and suddenly, he seemed to come to a decision. He quickly walked over, forcibly picking her up and carrying her inside. Nyla struggled fiercely. "Clark, put me down!"

Clark ignored her, his face grim and filled with determination. He couldn't lose her.

Damon stood watching as Clark carried Nyla away. His gaze was dark and stormy, with something brewing in his eyes.