Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off Ex (Nyla and Clark) novel Chapter 191

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
by Sage Hunter Lane
**Chapter 191**

Nyla felt a surge of panic course through her veins, and in a moment of desperation, she lunged at Clark. “Give me back my phone!” she demanded, her voice sharp and urgent.

Clark, taken aback by her sudden aggression, stumbled backward, his foot catching on the edge of the rug. He fought to regain his balance, his heart racing. “I came here today to discuss something important with you,” he said, his tone icy as he grasped her wrist, trying to assert some control over the situation.

Nyla yanked her hand free, her expression a mask of defiance. “I have nothing to discuss with you,” she retorted, her voice steady but laced with an underlying fury.

She lifted her gaze to meet his, her eyes cold and unyielding, a stark contrast to the gentle woman he had once cherished. The warmth he remembered was now replaced by a steely resolve that sent a shiver down his spine.

“Nyla, I’ve already told my grandparents that I won’t be returning to the Sumner Group. I’m planning to start my own business,” Clark declared, trying to inject a sense of urgency into his words.

Her expression remained unchanged, as if his words had no impact. “What you choose to do with your life has absolutely nothing to do with me,” she replied, her voice devoid of emotion.

As Clark spoke, a shadow crossed his features, darkening his once bright demeanor. “Nyla, we’re married. We’re supposed to share our lives together. Do you truly want to create this rift between us?”

The absurdity of his words struck Nyla as almost comical. How could he still be under the illusion that she would willingly choose to spend her life with him?

His silence, punctuated only by the tightening of his grip on her phone, made his knuckles turn pale. She could see the tension in his jaw, the way his breath hitched slightly as he prepared to speak again.

Taking a deep breath, he softened his tone, almost pleading. “It was wrong of me to ask you to tell my grandparents that you wanted a child. I’m sorry. I won’t pressure you into anything you don’t want to do in the future.”

“If that’s all you came here to say, you can leave now,” Nyla replied curtly, her heart racing with a mix of anger and relief.

“Nyla, I really need your help to get my business off the ground. You’re currently working at Prospectus Technology, right?”

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite herself. “And what’s your point?”

Clark pressed on, his voice gaining a hint of excitement. “Why not join me? You’d only need to focus on drug research in the lab. I’ll take care of everything else and even offer you shares in the company. You’d be a shareholder. What do you think?”

“Even if this isn’t your fault, as my wife, you should support me. Only if my business succeeds will the Sumners value you,” Clark insisted, desperation creeping into his tone.

The approval of the Sumners? Once, that had held great significance for Nyla, but now, it felt utterly irrelevant.

Yet, a troubling thought nagged at her: if she didn’t find a way to get Clark to leave, he might uncover the file she had been so careful to hide.

Realizing the precariousness of her situation, Nyla pressed her lips together, her gaze flickering with internal conflict. “I need to think about it. If the company finds out, I could end up in prison.”

Clark, noticing her hesitation, felt a flicker of hope. “Alright. I’ll give you time to consider it.”

“I need to rest now. You should go,” Nyla stated firmly, her tone brooking no argument.

Understanding her nature, Clark didn’t push further. He reluctantly handed her the phone, the weight of their conversation hanging heavily in the air as he stepped back, leaving her to wrestle with her thoughts.