Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla)

Clark was visibly agitated, his eyes reddened, and he nearly slammed the report in Nyla's face. Nyla pushed him away, her expression filled with disgust. "What does it have to do with you?"

"Whose child is it? No, wait... You were supposed to be infertile. How could you be pregnant?" Clark demanded.

His anger slowly shifted to confusion, and then to a hint of suspicion.

Nyla grabbed the report back from him. "This is my business. What does it have to do with you?"

"Of course it matters! If you hadn't been unable to conceive for three years, and if the checkup hadn't shown you were infertile, we wouldn't have ended up like this!" Clark exclaimed.

Nyla was infuriated by his shamelessness. "Clark, don't use my infertility as an excuse for your affair. Even if I am pregnant, it doesn't excuse your cheating. And since the report said I was infertile, but I'm pregnant, you'd better get yourself checked too, so you don't end up mistakenly thinking you're the father."

"Say that again?!" Clark growled, his gaze cold and menacing, as if he might choke Nyla at any moment.

Nyla pushed him away and said in a detached tone, "Clark, we're divorced now. Whether I'm pregnant or not has nothing to do with you. Don't come around trying to make yourself relevant!"

As she turned to leave, Clark blocked her path. He looked down at her, his teeth clenched. "Is the baby my uncle's?"

A flicker of something crossed Nyla's eyes. "What does it matter to you?"

"Even if it is Uncle Damon's, you still can't use this baby to get into the Sumners!" Clark snarled.

Nyla looked at him steadily. "Clark, do you think marrying into the Sumners is such a great thing? When I married you, I valued you as a person, not your family."

Clark sneered. "Heh, do you expect me to believe that?"

To him, Nyla's rush to divorce was only because she had latched onto someone more influential than him-Damon.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have initiated the divorce.

"Whether you believe it or not is

irrelevant to me. If you stop me again, I'll call the police. And don't

forget, I'm pregnant now. If you dare to do anything to me, you'll face the consequences!" Nyla snapped.

QUMS

Clark was furious, but he hesitated. If the baby was really Damon's, any harm done to Nyla would have severe repercussions from Damon. With only his father's companies left and no way to stand against Damon, Clark knew he was powerless.

Nyla pushed past him and left. He didn't follow, but his face was thunderous.

Back at home, Nyla sat on the sofa and absentmindedly touched her flat stomach.

She still couldn't believe she was pregnant.

The timing couldn't be worse. Her main focus was preparing for graduate school, not on marriage or children. Keeping the baby would mean a dramatic change in her life. Given her current situation, terminating the pregnancy seemed like the best option. Yet, for some reason, she struggled to make a decision.

Nyla had once thought she would never have a child of her own, but now...

Her stomach growled, reminding her it was already past 12:30 p.m. She decided to stop dwelling on it and got up to make lunch.

Deciding whether to keep the baby or not required careful consideration.

...

After Nyla left, Clark immediately

called Michael and asked him to investigate which men Nyla had ет recently been in contact with. As he was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered what she had said.

BUMS

The body checkup report had clearly shown that Nyla was infertile. How could she be pregnant?

Could it be... that he was the infertile one?