Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla) novel Chapter 6

Nyla lifted her head to speak, but Clark grabbed her hand and smiled. “Grandma, we’re working on it!” 

Nyla tried to pull her hand away, but Clark’s grip was too tight.

If he wouldn’t let her be, she wouldn’t make it easy for him either. She turned to Marie. “Grandma, I’m looking for a job right now, so having children might have to wait.”

The room fell silent.

Clark’s grip on Nyla’s hand tightened painfully, and she winced.

Damon glanced at Clark’s hand on Nyla, noticing the bulging veins, then looked away indifferently.

Clark’s aunt, Anne Sumner, sneered. “Nyla, don’t blame me for being blunt. You’ve been married for years. How can you not have a child yet? If it weren’t for Clark insisting on marrying you, do you think your family could have ever married into the Sumners?

“You should be grateful. If you don’t want to have Clark’s child, there are plenty of women who do. If someone else steps in, you’ll be the one looking foolish.”

Besides, Anne thought, “Who knows if Nyla is fertile?”

She sounded like she meant well, but her gaze at Nyla was filled with an air of superiority.

Marie frowned at Anne, disapproving. “Anne, enough.”

Anne pursed her lips but stayed silent.

Marie turned back to Nyla with a kind smile. “Nyla, you and Clark are still young. If you don’t want children yet, that’s fine. Just don’t overwork yourself. Our family isn’t short on money. You can work if you want, but take it easy.”

Nyla nodded. “I understand, Grandma.”

With that, the awkward moment passed, and the room returned to its previous warmth.

Seeing the attention shift away, Clark pulled Nyla out of the living room. Once they reached the gazebo in the backyard, he released her. “Nyla, have you lost your mind? Do you want everyone to know about our fight?”

Nyla rubbed her sore hand and said, “I was just being honest.”

“Honest?” Clark scowled. “Should I call your father then?”

Harrison Jayston was ill and couldn’t handle stress. Nyla planned to divorce Clark before breaking the news to him gently.

She glared at Clark. “You wouldn’t dare! You were the one who cheated. What right do you have to be so self-righteous?”

Clark clenched his hands, a flicker of guilt crossing his face before it was replaced by impatience. “I promised it wouldn’t happen again. If you don’t want to see Jordyn, I’ll fire her. What more do you want?”

Nyla felt like there was a communication breakdown between them and turned away. “I don’t want to argue with you here.”