Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 89

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

Clark’s indignation simmered just beneath the surface as Damon unleashed his scorn upon him. His fists clenched tightly at his sides, a physical manifestation of the turmoil brewing within. The fiery anger in his eyes flickered like a flame, threatening to consume him whole.

“Uncle Damon, Nyla is my wife! How I choose to handle my life is none of your concern!” he retorted, his voice edged with defiance.

Damon’s lips curled into a derisive sneer, as if he relished the opportunity to belittle Clark further. “At least Tom had the decency to protect Jacqueline. You, however, are nothing but unfaithful and cowardly. I truly cannot fathom how the Summers ended up with someone as utterly useless as you.”

The words struck Clark like a slap, igniting a fresh wave of resentment. He gritted his teeth, forcing out a cold response, “At least I’m not lusting after someone else’s wife.”

Damon leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper. “Do you honestly think I couldn’t have you two divorced by tomorrow?” The threat hung in the air, heavy and oppressive. He had restrained himself only out of respect for Nyla, waiting patiently for her to make her own choices.

Clark’s expression contorted with a mix of anger and dread. He was acutely aware of Damon’s power—his ability to take Nyla away in an instant. The thought made his stomach churn. As the CEO of the Sumner Group, devoid of any shares, he felt like a mere pawn in Damon’s game.

“Uncle Damon, don’t push your luck!” he warned, his voice strained but resolute.

He had endured countless indignities, but tonight’s blatant support for Nyla and Damon’s interference left him feeling vulnerable. What if Damon decided to escalate his threats even further next time?

“If you wish to avoid my wrath, then you should treat your wife with the respect she deserves. If you believe you can sacrifice her happiness to appease others, perhaps I should take the reins of the Sumner Group myself,” Damon warned, his tone icy and unyielding.

A wave of panic surged through Clark, mingling with the flames of his rage. This was no idle threat; it was a clear warning from someone who wielded considerable influence.

How dare he? Damon was the one who coveted Nyla, yet Clark found himself powerless to retaliate, forced to swallow his indignation while enduring these threats!

Despite the turmoil roiling within him, Clark understood that openly defying Damon would only lead to his own ruin. He needed to seize control of Richard’s shares and become the true decision-maker at the Sumner Group. Only then could he escape the suffocating grip of Damon’s power.

Returning to the banquet hall, she chose a random seat at the back, her heart heavy, not bothering to search for Clark.

Meanwhile, Tom carefully helped Jacqueline into the car. Once inside, she finally broke down, her emotions spilling over as she clung to him like a lifeline. “Tom, I was so scared… You have to help me get revenge…”

If Damon hadn’t intervened tonight, she would never have been forced to kneel and apologize to that insufferable Nyla. The thought of everyone secretly mocking her for it was unbearable. All of this turmoil was the fault of Damon and Nyla.

Tom remained silent, offering her quiet comfort as she sobbed, allowing her to release the pent-up emotions until she gradually calmed. Finally, he asked, “You had no quarrel with Nyla. Why did you set her up like that?”

Jacqueline hesitated, biting her lip as she considered her response. “I saw that Ms. Hulle didn’t like Nyla. I thought if I helped her, it might benefit your company’s project with her father’s firm… I didn’t expect…”

The weight of her words hung in the air, a testament to the tangled web of relationships and ambitions that had led them all to this moment.