Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 72

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**

If word of this were to spread, whispers would undoubtedly circulate, suggesting that Nyla was being subjected to mistreatment within the Sumners’ household.

Clark’s smile widened, revealing a sense of glee as he turned to Damon, enunciating each word with a deliberate slowness, “Uncle Damon, you might not have heard the news yet, but Nyla moved back today.”

Damon’s eyes widened in surprise, and he shifted his gaze to Nyla, who remained quiet, her demeanor almost fragile.

He felt a surge of curiosity mixed with concern. Did she truly plan to forgive Clark so easily? A question lingered on the tip of his tongue, but he hesitated. After all, he was merely her husband’s uncle; their connection didn’t extend beyond that familial bond. What authority did he possess to pry into her feelings?

Nyla, despite keeping her eyes cast down, could sense the weight of Damon’s stare upon her. It sent an involuntary shiver down her spine, a sensation that made her feel exposed and vulnerable.

After a brief silence, Damon let out a soft chuckle, though it lacked warmth. “Well, that’s certainly good to hear.”

He diverted his gaze, a smile playing at the corners of his lips, yet his eyes remained as frigid as ever, revealing a stark contrast between his expression and the chill that lingered in the air.

Clark’s eyes gleamed with a spark of triumph. “Uncle Damon, perhaps you should focus on your own romantic life. I think Ms. Hulle and you would make quite the pair, don’t you agree, Nyla?”

He turned to Nyla, seeking her validation with an eager look.

Nyla forced a smile, trying to mask the discomfort swirling within her. “Yes, Ms. Hulle is indeed elegant and beautiful. She and Uncle Damon do appear to be well-matched.”

“Then let’s take your word for it, Ms. Nyla,” Erin chimed in, her smile bright but her eyes scrutinizing Nyla closely. There was an unshakeable feeling in her gut that Damon treated his niece-in-law with a certain level of differentiation, and it made her uneasy.

The remainder of the meal unfolded in a quiet haze, each person lost in their own thoughts, the conversation dwindling into a mere backdrop of muted exchanges.

As dinner drew to a close, Clark’s phone buzzed sharply, breaking the silence. It was his secretary, urgently informing him of a pressing issue at the company that demanded his immediate attention.

He had initially intended to take Nyla along with him, but Marie interjected firmly, “You go handle your business. Nyla will stay here with me. I have things I want to discuss with her.”

Clark hesitated for a moment, glancing at Nyla as if seeking her approval. “Wait for me here, okay? I’ll come back to pick you up once I’ve sorted this out.”

Nyla nodded, her voice steady. “Okay.”

“Good. Now that you’re part of the Sumners, every action you take reflects on us. It’s natural for couples to have disagreements, but if those disputes become public, it will bring shame upon the Sumners,” Marie reminded her, her voice steady, emphasizing the gravity of the situation.

“Yes, Grandma,” Nyla replied, her heart heavy with the responsibility she felt.

Seeing Nyla’s obedient demeanor, Marie chose not to elaborate further, turning back toward her bedroom with a finality that left Nyla standing alone in the living room.

With a sense of purpose, Nyla decided to wait for Clark in the garden pavilion, hoping the fresh air would calm her racing thoughts.

The garden was cloaked in a gentle twilight, illuminated only by a few scattered lights that cast soft shadows. Upon reaching the pavilion, she was startled to find someone already occupying the space.

It was Damon!

His expression was as frigid as the night air, and an unmistakable displeasure marred his features.

Nyla felt a frown tugging at her lips, her instinct urging her to retreat, but before she could turn away, Damon’s icy voice pierced the stillness. “Come here!”