Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 107

**TITLE: Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 107**

**CONTENT: Chapter 107**

As the door clicked shut behind Clark, a wave of relief washed over Nyla. It was as if a heavy weight had been lifted from her chest, allowing her to finally breathe freely. The confrontation had been intense, and though it had come to an end, she was acutely aware that the shadows of mistrust lingered, demanding she tread carefully in the days to come.

Rising from her spot, she smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes, an unconscious attempt to regain some semblance of order in the chaos of her thoughts. She rummaged through the closet, her fingers grazing over various garments until she pulled out something suitable, then made her way downstairs, the sound of her footsteps echoing in the stillness of the house.

In the living room, Clark and Cyrus were positioned across from one another, their expressions a mirror of displeasure. The air was thick with tension, and Nyla could sense the unspoken words hanging between them like a storm cloud.

As Nyla descended the stairs, Cyrus’s voice cut through the silence, icy and unyielding. “It’s late. You two should head back,” he stated, his tone devoid of warmth.

Clark merely nodded, rising to his feet. “Alright,” he replied, but his eyes betrayed a deeper turmoil as they settled on Nyla, devoid of any emotion.

“Let’s go,” he commanded, his voice flat.

The drive back was steeped in silence, a chasm that seemed to grow wider with each passing moment. Nyla could feel the tension radiating from Clark, the anger still simmering beneath the surface. It was palpable, and she wrestled with her own thoughts, unsure of how to bridge the gap that had formed between them.

As they pulled into the driveway of the villa, Nyla reached for the door handle, ready to escape the suffocating atmosphere. But before she could step out, Clark’s voice pierced the silence, cold and accusatory. “Don’t you have anything to say?”

Nyla turned to face him, her heart racing. “What do you want me to say? That I really cheated, or something else?” Her voice was steady, masking the turmoil within.

“Nyla!” His gaze was sharp, and she felt the weight of his anger pressing down on her, as if he might lunge at her in that moment.

“People say you need to catch someone in the act. You didn’t even see your uncle’s shadow, yet you accuse me of cheating. Do you need to see me in bed with him to ease your guilt over cheating with Jordyn?” she shot back, her voice laced with defiance.

The moment her words left her lips, Clark’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he gritted his teeth. “I never thought that,” he replied, but the tension in his voice suggested otherwise.

Nyla couldn’t help but chuckle, a bitter sound that filled the air. “Do you dare swear you never thought that?”

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