Trading My Ex for His Uncle

After all, before knowing

that Nyla couldn't have children, Jordyn wouldn't have dared to provoke Nyla while pregnant. Clark hadn't exposed Jordyn's clumsy acting in front of Nyla just now simply because she was carrying his child. Th

Jordyn's fingers trembled as she bit her lip, tearfully looking at him. "Clark, I didn't mean that..."

Impatience flashed in Clark's eyes. "You better really didn't."

Jordyn bit her lip, sounding disappointed. "Were you... Using me to test Ms. Jayston just now?"Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Clark knew she had plotted against Nyla but hadn't exposed her. She had thought he had feelings for her, but it turned out she had deceived herself.

Clark pinched Jordyn's chin, his gaze full of disdain. "You'd better straighten yourself out. I like smart women, but being too clever is just stupid."

As Jordyn froze, Clark released her and walked away.

Tears fell from Jordyn's eyes as she watched him leave. Subconsciously, she touched her abdomen. Although she knew she could not beat Nyla now, she had a trump card with this baby.

One day, she and the child would weigh more than Nyla in Clark's heart. He hadn't paid any attention to Nyla while they were hospitalized together because she was feeling unwell from the pregnancy. As Jordyn thought about it, determination flashed in her eyes.

In another VIP ward on the same hospital floor, Lucia was infuriated upon hearing that Nyla had been discharged. They had both fallen down the stairs, but why had she ended up with multiple fractures, bruises Lucia had initially thought about using Nyla as a shield when they fell, but instead, she had ended up being the one sacrificed for Nyla. The more she dwelled on it, the angrier she became..

A series of knocks sounded on the door. Irritated, Lucia asked, "Who is it?"

The door opened, and Kenneth walked in with a fruit basket and an ingratiating look. "Ms. Pollard, I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to see you."

Lucia was already annoyed, so her mood worsened at the sight of Kenneth, "What are you doing here?"

Even her service staff wouldn't accept such a shabby fruit basket, let alone her.

Kenneth placed the fruit basket down and sat beside the hospital bed. "Ms. Pollard, the money you gave me last time is almost gone... My wife's medical bills...I can't keep up with them..."

Lucia frowned coldly. "I gave you 15,000 dollars, and you're telling me you're out of money in just a few days? Do you think I'm an ATM?"

Kenneth, feeling guilty, awkwardly replied, "I thought I shouldn't always bother you... so I took some to the casino to try my luck. If I had won, I wouldn't have to come to you again. I didn't expect my luck to be s

Lucia snickered. "What does that have to do with me? Given my relationship with Mabel, giving you 15,000 dollars was already more than generous."

Kenneth scowled as Lucia refused to give him more money. "Ms. Pollard, are you planning

to cut us off? Don't forget, Mabel went to jail for helping you. If she hadn't done so, I wouldn't have needed to come to you for money.

"If you cut us off, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep quiet about what Mabel and I did for you."

Lucia's expression grew cold, and a murderous intent surged in her eyes. A middle-aged man with no background dared to threaten her now.

Keeping her head down, she suddenly devised a plan. If executed correctly, she could deal with both Nyla and Kenneth.

She looked up at Kenneth with a smile.

"How could I cut you off? It's just that I don't have much money myself. But if you're willing to listen to me, I'll make sure you get more money than you could ever spend in a lifetime."