Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex (Nyla and Clark) novel Chapter 1192

Nyla struck Delia across the face again, leaving a bright red handprint on her other cheek.

Delia's eyes burned with fury as she struggled, screaming loud enough to attract the attention of the service staff.

When the maids saw the two of them grappling in the hallway—especially with Delia clearly at a disadvantage—they looked alarmed.

One immediately ran off to inform Emerald.

Emerald's face darkened when she heard that Nyla and Delia were fighting in the corridor. She got up from her chair and strode toward the door.

From a distance, she could already see the two of them locked in a chaotic struggle.

Her eyes flashed with anger as she snapped at the maids nearby, "What are you standing around for? Separate them immediately!"

Snapped out of their daze, the maids rushed forward to pull them apart.

Delia looked utterly disheveled—her hair a mess, her clothes rumpled, and both cheeks marked with vivid red slaps. She glared at Nyla with unmasked hatred.

When Delia saw Emerald, tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

With a pitiful sob, she whimpered, "Mom... she hit me!"

Emerald's gaze swept over Delia's miserable state before landing on Nyla, who—aside from slightly tousled hair—looked completely unharmed.

Her expression turned cold. "Why did you lay hands on your sister?!"

Nyla let out a soft laugh. "Ms. Kinsey, I don't recall having a sister who calls my son a bastard."

Emerald frowned and turned to Delia, her gaze sharp. "Did you really say that?"

Delia shook her head frantically, tears still streaming. "Mom, no! She's lying! I never said that—"

"If you didn't, then you didn't," Emerald said sternly. "Now wipe those tears away. You're a grown woman—stop sniveling like a child."

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