Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 115

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 115**

Jacqueline mustered a smile, albeit a strained one, as she stood up from her seat. “Alright then, there’s this new restaurant that everyone’s raving about. Once your schedule clears up, we should definitely go there together,” she suggested, her voice infused with a hint of eagerness.

“Sure,” Tom replied, his tone casual, though the flicker in his eyes hinted at something deeper.

After Jacqueline departed, Tom’s expression shifted to one of contemplation. He frowned, his gaze locked onto his phone for what felt like an eternity. Finally, he dialed Valarie’s number, but the call was met with an incessant busy tone. Frustration washed over him, darkening his mood entirely.

“Nyla, Nyla?” Melody’s voice broke through the haze of his thoughts, calling out to her with a note of urgency.

Startled, Nyla jolted back to reality, her eyes meeting Melody’s inquisitive gaze. She took a moment to gather her scattered thoughts. “Sorry, what did you say?” she replied, her voice slightly distant.

“Is something bothering you, Nyla? You’ve been really absent-minded lately,” Melody probed, concern etched on her face.

Nyla’s gaze dropped to the floor, her mind racing. After a brief silence, she suddenly rose to her feet with a sense of determination. “Melody, I just remembered something important that I need to handle. You can head back to the lab after lunch; I’ll be fine on my own.”

Before Melody could voice her concern or offer to accompany her, Nyla swiftly grabbed her tray and made her way out. After returning it, she took the elevator to the top floor, her heart beating a little faster with each passing moment.

When Spencer caught sight of her, a frown creased his brow as he stepped into her path. “Ms. Jayston, Mr. Sumner is currently resting. If you need something, it would be best to return in the afternoon,” he informed her, his tone firm yet not unkind.

Nyla met his gaze with resolve. “No need for that. I’ll wait here,” she replied, her voice steady.

“Is it urgent?” Spencer asked, a hint of concern creeping into his voice. Though he didn’t harbor much fondness for Nyla since the incident at the hospital, he felt a twinge of worry that Damon might be displeased if she had something important to discuss.

Nyla shook her head softly. “It’s not urgent. I can wait until he wakes up.”

Finding a chair in the break room, she settled down, her thoughts swirling like autumn leaves caught in a gust of wind.

“Why?” Damon pressed further, his voice laced with curiosity.

As she met his cold, unwavering gaze, Nyla felt a wave of apprehension wash over her, compelling her to look away. “Because you helped me that day, and I feel responsible for any fallout.”

“I’m very grateful. I don’t want Prospectus Technology to suffer because of me,” she added, her words tumbling out in a rush.

Damon set the document aside, leaning back in his chair with an air of elegance that was hard to ignore. “Are you genuinely only concerned about Prospectus Technology, or is there something more? Have you developed feelings for me?” he inquired, his dark eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race.

Nyla froze, her mind racing as she instinctively denied it. “Mr. Sumner, you’re overthinking this. I—”

Before she could finish her thought, Damon interrupted her with calm authority, “A few days ago, Gen Pharma and the Rainford Group also ended their contracts with the Sumner Group. I recall you didn’t plan to apologize then, nor did you offer this excuse. Do you truly have no feelings for me at all?”

His gaze bore into her, demanding an answer that felt like a weight pressing down on her chest. She wanted nothing more than to flee, but her feet felt glued to the floor, caught in the gravity of the moment.