All Chapters of My Ex’s Uncle Is Obsessed With Me After Divorce: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jordyn watched Nyla wipe the water stains from her face. The corner of her mouth hooked up into a victor's smile."Oh, it looks like you're recovering quite well."Jordyn’s voice carried obvious provocation. She walked straight to the bedside chair and sat down, her posture so intimate and relaxed it was as if this territory belonged to her.Nyla looked at her coldly, saying nothing. She didn't even blink."You must have been bored in the hospital these past few days, right?" Jordyn deliberately dragged out her tone, smoothing her skirt. "But Clark has been very busy. He accompanied me to every prenatal checkup and even cooked for me personally every day."She deliberately raised her hand, adjusting her hair. The diamond bracelet on her wrist sparkled blindingly under the hospital lights."He gave me this yesterday. He said it was to celebrate our baby's healthy development."Nyla’s hand paused for a fraction of a second, but she quickly returned to normal. She continued to ignore Jord

Nyla had just used her key to open the front door. She hadn't even had time to change her shoes when she heard urgent footsteps behind her. She turned back to see Clark storming toward her."Nyla!" Clark's voice was full of anger. "You think hiding at home means I can't find you?"Nyla ignored him. She pretended not to see him and walked straight toward the bedroom. She needed calm. She needed a safe space."Don't think you can run!" Clark followed behind her, trying to grab her arm.Nyla quickly dodged away. She hurried into the bedroom, slammed the door shut, and locked it from the inside. She leaned against the door, listening to Clark's angry pounding outside."Open the door! Nyla, we need to talk!" Clark shouted loudly from outside."We have nothing to talk about." Nyla responded calmly through the door. "Please leave."However, what Nyla didn't expect was that half an hour later, she heard a stranger's voice outside the door."Sir, the lock is open."Nyla watched in shock as the

Clark sat in his office with a face as dark as water. He picked up the phone on his desk and dialed his assistant Michael's extension."Michael, come in." Clark's voice sounded suppressed and dangerous.A few minutes later, Michael knocked and entered the office. "Mr. Clark, you wanted to see me?""I want you to send someone to Rontana City." Clark looked directly at Michael. "Watch the situation there. Report to me immediately if anything's wrong."Michael was somewhat confused but still nodded. "Alright, I'll arrange it right away. Is there anything specific I should pay attention to?""Nyla is on a business trip there, with Damon." Clark's fingers tapped on the desk. "I want to know their every move."Michael suddenly understood Clark's concern. "Got it. I'll find the most reliable person to handle this."Clark waved his hand, indicating he could leave. After Michael left, Clark sat alone in his office. Just thinking about Nyla possibly spending time alone with Damon made his heart

Nyla stared blankly at the door for a few seconds, then felt an indescribable warmth surge in her heart. She walked to the table and saw a bowl of steaming mushroom soup and a box of stomach medicine. Next to them was a note: "Take medicine on time, drink the soup while it's hot."The handwriting was neat and cold, obviously left by Damon.Although his words just now were cold, these subtle acts of care made Nyla feel a warmth she had never experienced before. Growing up, except for her mother, no one had ever taken care of her like this.After getting up and washing, Nyla obediently finished the medicine and soup. She decided to go to the adjacent room to properly thank Damon.She walked to the door of the adjacent room, took a deep breath, and was about to knock when the door suddenly opened from inside.Damon appeared at the doorway. His hair was slightly damp, obviously just showered. He wore a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, looking fresh and crisp. The shirt str

In the restaurant's private room, amid the clinking of glasses, nearly half an hour had passed and Nyla still hadn't returned. Damon's brow furrowed unconsciously as he set down his wine glass, his gaze lingering at the door."Spencer, call Nyla." Damon's voice carried a hint of unease.Spencer immediately took out his phone to dial. However, a phone suddenly rang on the table in the private room. Everyone looked over and found Nyla's phone lying quietly next to where she had been sitting."Her phone is here." Spencer frowned.Bill, seeing this, immediately picked up his own phone. "I'll call Zoe to ask about the situation."The call connected quickly, and Zoe's voice came through the receiver. "Bill, sorry, Miss Nyla's clothes were severely stained by red wine. I'm accompanying her to the boutique downstairs to buy new clothes. It might take a bit more time.""Oh, I see. Take your time choosing, no rush." Bill hung up and explained to Damon. "Miss Nyla's clothes were badly stained, so