Lahat ng Kabanata ng Trading My Ex for His Uncle: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

"Who is this?"Nyla's expression changed as she recognized Jordyn's voice. "This is Nyla. I need to speak to Clark. Put him on the phone."A light laugh came from the other end. "Oh, Clarko? He's in the shower right now and probably can't take your call. If you need something, Ms. Jayston, just tell me, and I'll pass it on."Nyla bit her lip, her hands clenching at her sides. "Jordyn, I've been kidnapped—"Before she could finish, Jordyn cut her off, "Nyla, do you really think using such a pathetic lie will get Clark to come to you? If you want to see him so badly, come find him yourself. But he's with me and our baby tonight, so he doesn't have time for you."Nyla knew that this was a matter of life and death. She couldn't afford to hold a personal grudge. "I'm really kidnapped... Just tell him this—""If you're really kidnapped, then go ahead and die. Without you, my baby can be legitimized, and I can be with Clark." Jordyn's voice was filled with malice. She hung up immediatel

If Nyla died, not only would Lucia refuse to pay him, but she might also turn on him and accuse him of murder.Kenneth had no power or influence, and with Mabel in jail, there was no way he could fight against Lucia. Keeping Nyla alive was more advantageous for him now."Are you crazy? Clark Sumner might already know we've kidnapped her. The longer we wait, the worse it gets for us!" Lucia yelled."As soon as I see the money, you can kill her. I won't care," he replied.Lucia was furious. "It's the middle of the night. How can I transfer money now? We'll have to wait until the bank opens in the morning!"Kenneth was just as useless as his daughter, Mabel, always messing things up. Even if she could transfer the money, she would have to use an overseas account to avoid detection."I don't care. I just want the money," he insisted.As they argued, a distant light grew closer.Lucia was appalled and ordered, "Hurry! Take her to the rooftop!"Realizing the urgency, Kenneth stopped

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 find 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 find 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, an

"Jordyn, it seems I've been too kind to you lately, and you've forgotten your place," Clark remarked.The pain in Jordyn's scalp made her eyes well up with tears, and Clark's menacing expression terrified her."Clark… what are you saying? I don't understand…""You don't understand? If that's the case, then you should go outside Nyla's ward and stay there until you do," he said.Jordyn's face paled as she realized what was happening. "I didn't know… Ms. Jayston called and said she was kidnapped. I thought she was trying to get you to go to her place… I'm sorry…"The moment she finished speaking, Clark slapped her hard. The force was so great that if he hadn't been holding her hair, she would have fallen.Jordyn let out a cry of pain, feeling her face burn as it started to swell.Clark looked at her with a chilling glare. "She is my wife. Even if she was manipulating me, as long as I'm willing, it's not for you to interfere. If you don't want to end up dead, don't try to test my l

"Do as you like," Damon said."Okay. Uncle Damon, you're busy with work. If you don't have to, don't waste your time coming to see me," Nyla commented.Damon raised an eyebrow, his gaze scrutinizing Nyla. "Is this how you treat someone who saved your life?"Nyla looked up at him and said slowly, "It's precisely because you saved my life that I should be more grateful. I don't want to waste your time when you're so busy, Uncle Damon."Seeing her repeatedly address him as "Uncle Damon", a constant reminder of their relationship, Damon suddenly leaned in closer.Startled by his magnified face, Nyla backed away quickly, as if avoiding the plague.Just as Damon was about to speak, the door to the room was pushed open."Nyla—" Clark's voice halted abruptly when he saw Damon.From Clark's perspective, Damon's movement seemed like he wanted to kiss Nyla.Clark's expression turned icy as he strode to the bedside, glaring at Damon. "Uncle Damon, I've told you before to stay away from Ny