Trading My Ex for His Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 471 - チャプター 480

"If you want to die, no one will stop you. But are you really willing to die?" Clark retorted.Jordyn lowered her eyes, unable to meet his gaze.Clark stood up and left without casting another glance at her.…That night, Jordyn attempted suicide. Fortunately, she was found in time and rushed to the hospital, avoiding death.When Clark heard the news, his expression didn't change. Coldly, he said, "Whatever. Let her be."Michael lowered his eyes, feeling a trace of sympathy for Jordyn. No matter what, she had been involved with Clark, yet he was so ruthless. He couldn't help but wonder if Clark would treat him just as coldly one day when he too lost his usefulness.Michael pushed the thought away and left Clark's office.…After spending a few days in the hospital without a visit from Clark, Jordyn realized that he wouldn't care even if she died right in front of him.She knew she had to take a different approach—starting with Nyla.Just as she was about to reach out to Nyla

"Nyla..." Before Clark could finish his sentence, the dial tone cut him off.When he tried to call Nyla back, the line was busy.It was obvious that Nyla had taken him off her block list just to make that call, only to block him again afterward.Clark felt a little helpless but couldn't help chuckling. She was still the same as ever, petty when she was mad. He liked her just like that.On the other end, Nyla set her phone down in irritation. She had just managed to distance herself from Damon, and now Clark was hovering around like a persistent fly—disgusting and infuriating.Did he really think his behavior would win her over?Taking a deep breath, she pushed the thought of him out of her mind, picked up her pen, and returned to studying.…For the next few days, everything was calm.Nyla thought the matter was over, but as soon as she stepped out of her apartment complex, she ran right into Clark, who seemed to appear out of nowhere."Nyla, I'd like to talk to you," said Cl

Rebecca pondered for a moment before agreeing with a smile. "Alright, I can help, but there's no need for unnecessary theatrics. I can get your family out, but I won't let them go until you've helped me deal with Nyla."Jordyn's face turned cold as she gritted her teeth. "No need. Just make sure you help them leave when the time comes."If her family fell into Rebecca's hands, it wouldn't be any different than being under Clark's control. She would still be blackmailed into doing things she didn't want to do.Rebecca let out a light laugh, her tone laced with mockery. "Ms. Cheatham, you're not really in a position to make demands. Either I help get your family out, or you figure it out yourself.""Rebecca, you're kicking me while I'm down!" Jordyn hissed.Jordyn's anger didn't faze Rebecca. If anything, it made her smile even wider. "I didn't want to do this, but you handed me this leverage on a silver platter, didn't you?"Silence fell on the other end of the line.The quiet st

Nyla shook her head. "Even if I moved in with you, it would only be a temporary escape. Sooner or later, they'd find a way to show up again. Plus, I need to ask my senior some questions for my exam prep, so heading to Capitarnia is a good idea."Seeing her resolve, Valarie didn't push further. After all, moving to Capitarnia was probably better than staying here and dealing with constant harassment.Valarie sighed. "Alright then. I'm just going to miss you," Noticing Valarie's sad expression, Nyla felt a twinge of sadness as well. She never imagined she'd be moving to another city, let alone going back to studying."Don't be sad. If you miss me, just video call anytime or come visit me," she comforted.Valarie sighed again. "I guess that's all I can do. Let me help you pack."…They spent the entire afternoon packing.By evening, Nyla had sorted everything into two piles—things to take and things to leave behind."That's enough for today. Let's go. Dinner's on me," Nyla said.

The room fell silent for a few seconds, Nyla's hand on the door handle, unmoving. She wanted to hear how Harrison would respond—whether he would defend her or…Finally, Harrison's voice, weak and strained, broke the silence. "Don't mention her in front of me again. From now on, I'll act as if I never had this daughter."Nyla's hand slowly relaxed, and she looked down with a bitter smile.It seemed Harrison was truly disappointed in her and no longer wanted to acknowledge her as his daughter. That was fine, though. It allowed her to leave without any regrets.Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked away.Wren watched the shadow at the door disappear, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.Turning back to Harrison, she put on a smile. "Well, I know you. You're just upset. You're still angry because she hasn't come to see you during this time. If she had come, you'd probably be overjoyed."Harrison snorted and said nothing more.After a moment, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you th