Semua Bab My Ex’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me After Divorce: Bab 191 - Bab 200

The corridor fell silent. Even the drop of a needle would have been audible.After an indeterminate amount of time, the emergency room door finally swung open.Cindy rushed forward to intercept the doctor. "Doctor, how is my son?""There's no immediate danger to his life, but he may never be able to walk again. Please be prepared for that," the doctor replied."What?" Cindy staggered back, her eyes wide with disbelief and fear. She grabbed the doctor's hand desperately. "Doctor, he's my only son. You have to save him!"If Clark were to become disabled, he'd lose any chance of inheriting the Sumner Group. Richard would never hand over the company to someone unable to walk.The doctor pushed her hand away and shook his head. "I've done all I can. The patient will be moved to a regular ward soon. You can visit him there."Cindy spun around to face Nyla and charged at her. "Nyla, you wretched woman! You've done this to my son. I won't let you get away with it!"Before she could rea

"Dad, Mom, it's getting late. Nyla can stay here with me. You should head home and get some rest. Come back tomorrow morning," Clark said.Cindy had initially wanted to stay and care for Clark, but upon realizing that his condition was caused by Nyla, she agreed to Clark's request. "Alright. I'll come back tomorrow."After they left, Nyla turned to Damon. "Uncle Damon, thank you for today. You should go home and rest. Let me walk you out."Damon frowned, his demeanor growing colder. "You're exhausted too. I'll arrange for a caregiver to come soon. I'll take you home.""No. I'll stay here to take care of him tonight," Nyla insisted.Understanding her stubbornness, Damon nodded after a few seconds of silence. "Alright."He turned and walked toward the door, and Nyla got up to see him off.When she returned, she noticed Clark's expression had changed slightly. Pretending not to notice, she sat down by the bedside.After a long silence, Clark finally spoke. "Nyla, can you stop bein

"Drink the soup first. I'll think about what you said," Nyla replied."Nyla, my dad said that as long as you don't hand the evidence over to the police, you can ask for whatever compensation you want," Clark said.Nyla placed the bowl on the table, her expression unreadable as she looked at Clark. "I said I would consider it. Focus on your recovery. I'll visit you again tomorrow."After Nyla left, Clark called Cyrus, frustration evident in his voice. "She still hasn't agreed."Cyrus sneered. "I told you the self-pity trick wouldn't work, but you wouldn't listen. Are you finally giving up?"Earlier, Cyrus had planned to kill Nyla outright, but Clark suggested staging a self-pity act, pretending that he had been disabled while saving her. This was supposed to soften her heart and persuade her to destroy the evidence. But it had all been for nothing."I didn't expect her to be so heartless. Even with my legs ruined, she won't relent. She wants a divorce and won't destroy the evidenc

"Only what you can actually get is truly important. Do you understand? There are so many injustices in this world. Not everyone receives an apology or justice. Justice doesn't align with the truth—it aligns with power," Clark said.Nyla looked at him with cold eyes and replied, "So, according to you, I should just accept your so-called compensation as if it were charity and act like nothing ever happened?""I hope you understand what's most important for you right now. Be realistic. Pursuing fairness has little real meaning," Clark elaborated.Nyla took a deep breath. "As long as I believe it's meaningful, that's enough."Upon seeing her firm expression, Clark's gaze darkened. "So you're determined to hand over that evidence to the police, no matter what?""I said I need time to think," Nyla insisted.Finally, the last trace of warmth left Clark's eyes. He looked at Nyla with a blank expression and said, "Understood. You can go now."Seeing him like this made Nyla feel uneasy.

As soon as they reached the door, a dozen police officers surged in.The situation unfolded so quickly that Cyrus was still in shock, his face reflecting fear and anger, when he was pinned to the ground."Let me go! Do you know who I am?!" Cyrus growled."No matter who you are, you're under arrest for kidnapping. We are taking you into custody!" one of the officers declared.Cyrus glared at Nyla with a look of deep hatred. "Nyla, you set me up!"He had been very discreet, keeping his plans to kidnap Nyla a secret from everyone except his trusted associates. The swift arrival of the police meant that Nyla must have known about the kidnapping in advance and set a trap for him.His eyes burned with rage. It was as if he wanted to tear her apart.Nyla, pale and frightened, looked at him with wide eyes. "You're insane! You're the one who kidnapped me. How could I possibly force you to do anything?"Yet, Cyrus caught a fleeting glint of satisfaction and coldness in her eyes."Just w