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Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 340
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Impatience flickered in Nyla's eyes. "I don't have anything to say to you, and I don't see you as a plague. To me, you're just a stranger." Clark looked somewhat helpless. "Why be so stubborn? We used to love each other. Even though we're apart now, I still want the best for you. It's just that my uncle isn't right for you." Nyla frowned and said coldly, "I don't want to hear your nonsense. Move aside!" Her good mood, which had brightened after meeting Caroline, was completely ruined by her encounter with Clark.

Jordyn sneered. "Clark, stop talking. If she wants to be the third wheel, let her. It's not like you'll be the one embarrassed in the end." Nyla had initially tried to ignore them, but couldn't help glancing at Jordyn upon hearing this.

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"Speaking of being a third wheel, Ms. Cheatham, you must have a lot of experience since you moved up from being a third wheel yourself, right?" she retorted.

Jordyn's face turned ugly. "Nyla, what are you babbling about? Clark and I are legally married now. I'm the legitimate Mrs. Sumner. Unlike you, who was just a temporary fling for Damon. Now that his ex is back, he's eager to get rid of you. It's really laughable!" Nyla's expression remained indifferent. "Just because you have a marriage certificate doesn't mean you didn't start as a third wheel. Do you wantto post those disgusting videos of you and Clark online so people can see what kind of people you are?" Jordyn's anger flared, and she was about to retort when Caroline, who had been watching, couldn't hold back any longer.

"Clark, I saw you and Nyla together back in university. You were so good to her then. I never thought you'd turn out like this," she said.

Clark just noticed Caroline, recognizing her as Nyla's senior from university. They had dined together a few times.

Suddenly, the fond memories he had tried to forget resurfaced.

Back in university, he had been very good to Nyla. At that time, he was entirely devoted to her and couldn't bear to see her cry. Whenever her eyes reddened, he would feel as if the world were ending and would clumsily try to comfort her Eight years was a long time, and he had forgotten when he had gradually stopped caring as much. Perhaps he had assumed she would never leave him, so he had begun to hurther recklessly.

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Seeing Clark lost in thought, Jordyn clutched her stomach and cried out, "Oh, Clark... My stomach hurts..." Jordyn's distress broke through Clark's thoughts. He turned to her. "What's wrong?" "I don't know. It just suddenly hurts..." Jordyn cried.

Jordyn's brows were furrowed, her face pale and genuinely distressed.

Clark ignored Nyla and Caroline, quickly helping Jordyn away.

As their figures disappeared, Caroline finally turned to Nyla with concern. "Nyla... Are you okay?" Nyla smiled. "I'm fine. I'm no longer upset. I'll take you back to your hotel."

On the way back to the hotel, Caroline seemed hesitant, wanting to say something but struggling to find the right moment. ar stopped at the hotel When the car

entrance, she finally gathered the courage to speak. "Nyla, I hope seriously consider what I mentioned earlient's only been four years and you still have many years ahead of you."

Nyla nodded, her gaze soft. "I know, Caroline." The content is orf Ο novelenglish.net! QUMS X