Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Nyla was suddenly yanked from behind and slammed to the ground.

A large truck roared past her. Her body ached, but she felt numb, sitting on the ground in a daze.

"Are you alright?" The person who had pulled her to safety waved a hand in front of her face, thinking she was stunned by the recent events.

Nyla nodded. "I'm okay... Thank you...

"Are you really sure?"

"Yes."

After confirming she was truly fine, the good Samaritan reminded her to stay alert while crossing the street, then left with a frown.

Instead of going home, Nyla went to visit Harrison.

When Nyla arrived, her father was undergoing dialysis.

Wren was surprised to see her and quickly wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, forcing a smile. "Nyla, what brings you here?"

Nyla sat beside her and lowered her gaze. "I came to see my dad."

Wren sighed. "We don't know when a matching kidney will be found... Your father's health is deteriorating/ and each dialysis session is very painful. It breaks my heart to see him like this..." Her eyes reddened again as she spoke.

Nyla stayed silent, staring at the floor, lost in thought.

Wren then noticed her bandaged hand and asked, "What happened to your hand? How did you get injured?

"It's nothing, just a minor injury from an experiment. It will heal in time," Nyla replied.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Seeing Nyla's nonchalant demeanor, Wren frowned in concern. "You should be resting at home when you're injured. There's no need to come to the hospital. I'll take care of your father, so just focus on your work."

Nyla nodded. "Yes. Wren, thank you for everything."

"No need to mention it. I'm his wife. He never mistreated me when he was successful. If I were to leave him now, I'd truly be heartless," Wren said.

They had a genuine relationship, not just a partnership.

As they spoke, Harrison finished his dialysis and came out.

Seeing his pale face and lips made Nyla's eyes sting.

If it weren't for that accident, Harrison wouldn't have fallen so ill so quickly. Thinking of this, Nyla

subconsciously clenched her hands at her sides.

"Nyla, how did you get hurt?" Harrison looked at Nyla's bandaged hand with a pained expression.

After she and Clark left that day, Harrison had regretted the things he had said. He had wanted to contact her but was afraid she was still upset.

"It's just a minor injury."

Nyla's indifferent attitude made Harrison feel even more heartache and guilt. She used to cry at the slightest injury, but due to the Jaystons' downfall, she had to learn to be strong. "Nyla... I said some things I shouldn't have. I apologize. You've probably endured a lot being married to Clark over the years, haven't you?"

Nyla was momentarily taken aback, her nose suddenly feeling a bit sore. She fought back the tears and replied softly, "It's alright."

"I've thought a lot these past few days. If you want to live elsewhere, you can. I won't force you to move back. You're my only daughter, and all I want is for you to be happy." Nyla nodded. "Yes, Dad, I understand. I'm not upset with you."

"Good. Regardless, don't let yourself suffer. I'd rather not treat my illness than for you to be mistreated in the Sumners," Harrison said.