All Chapters of Trading My Ex for His Uncle: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

"That's something to consider later, but whether you want to or not, you have to do it." Rebecca's tone was charged with threats and audacity.If Jordyn didn't follow her instructions, everything she had could be at risk.Seething with anger, Jordyn took a tense ten seconds before she coldly replied, "Fine, I'll do what you say. But if you fail, I'll ensure Damon knows what you're really like!"Jordyn was not fooled by Rebecca's innocent and fragile facade in front of Damon. If Damon knew how ruthless Rebecca was behind the scenes, would he still have feelings for her?Rebecca's face hardened momentarily before she smirked again. "Don't worry. As long as you follow my instructions, you'll get everything you want."…That evening, a video from a million-follower influencer quickly soared to the top of the trending list.In the video, Jordyn, with red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks, revealed that she was two months pregnant and pleaded with Nyla to let Clark go and stop bothering h

Nyla looked at her indifferently. "I don't have anything to talk to you about."Rebecca smiled bitterly. "I know you hate me. After all, I returned to the country and took Damon away from you.""Ms. Austen, you're overthinking it. I don't like you, but it's not to the point of hatred. If it's just your unrequited feelings, it wouldn't affect my relationship with Damon," Nyla replied.Ultimately, it was Damon who gave Rebecca the chance to interfere in their relationship.Rebecca's face turned a bit pale. "Ms. Jayston, you'll have a lifetime with Damon, but I only have three months. Can you let him be with me for these three months? After that, I promise I'll leave and won't bother you again."Nyla frowned. "What you're saying now doesn't matter. I've already broken up with him. Whether you're with him for three months or three years is no longer my concern."With that, she walked past Rebecca and left.Rebecca was about to stop her when her phone rang.Seeing it was Jordyn, she

Damon's black Maybach pulled up next to Nyla's car, drawing their attention.Nyla frowned slightly, while Ryan looked at the car with a puzzled expression.A moment later, Damon stepped out and walked toward them.Ryan was startled. He had met Damon once before, back when he worked for Cyrus. Although he doubted Damon would remember him, he feared that all his previous efforts might be in vain and that his plans for his daughter's treatment abroad could unravel if Damon recognized him in front of Nyla.With this in mind, he quickly turned to Nyla and said in a low voice, "Ms. Jayston, let's stay in touch."Without waiting for her response, he swiftly turned and left.As Ryan hurried away, Damon frowned but chose not to follow. Instead, he stopped beside Nyla's car and asked, "Who was that man standing by your car?"He was certain he had seen that man somewhere before.Nyla replied coolly, "Just someone asking for directions."Damon didn't believe her. Who would come into an un

Clark's gaze was so intense it felt like it could burn a hole through Jordyn.Jordyn's hand trembled uncontrollably as she held the soup, nearly causing the bowl to fall to the floor. She was certain that if Clark weren't so badly injured, he would have gotten out of bed to strangle her and demand answers."C-Clark, I was just so scared… You used to love Nyla so much… I was afraid you might rekindle that old flame…" she stammered.Clark sneered. "So, you decided to spill everything online without my permission? You went ahead and made our marriage public?"His gaze, once tender, turned icy.A wave of unfairness swelled inside Jordyn. If he hadn't been photographed hugging Nyla, she might not have been threatened by Rebecca or insulted as a mistress online.The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.She looked at him with tearful eyes and said, "If you weren't still involved with Nyla and had answered my calls, none of this would have happened! Besides, is there so

Damon clenched his jaw, and anger flared in his eyes. "You were the one who started this. When it ends is up to me."Nyla looked at him coldly. "Damon, don't you think you're being unreasonable? If you really cared about me, you wouldn't have reconciled with Rebecca. Now you're coming back to bother me. Do you want me to be your mistress?"Damon's gaze was icy. "I said I'd need three months.""I've also said that I'm not willing. If you truly feel even a shred of guilt, then stop bothering me," Nyla retorted.She grabbed her bag and turned to leave.Only after she got into the car did her emotions settle.…Back at the restaurant, Damon sat stiffly, his presence radiating coldness.Suddenly, his phone rang.As soon as he answered, a panicked voice came through. "Mr. Damon, you need to come back to the Sumner residence immediately!"…By the time Damon arrived at the residence, over an hour had passed.Walking into the living room, he saw Clark sprawled on the floor—his hair