Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 129

**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond**
**by Sage Hunter Lane**
**Chapter 129**

Nyla’s brow furrowed in frustration as she faced her uncle. “Uncle Damon, I’ve gone over this countless times. If you choose to believe otherwise, there’s nothing I can do to change your mind.”

Damon’s lips curved into a smile, a fleeting warmth breaking through his usually icy facade. It was a smile that made it hard for her to tear her gaze away. “Nyla, is it truly so difficult for you to admit that you have feelings for me?”

Under the weight of his penetrating dark eyes, Nyla felt her heart begin to race, each beat echoing in her chest like a drum. She instinctively grasped the hem of her hospital gown, as if anchoring herself to reality, terrified that everything was spiraling out of her control.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, she pressed her lips together tightly, summoning her courage. “Uncle Damon, I am your niece-in-law. If anyone were to hear the things you’re saying, do you have any idea what the fallout would be?”

“I can protect you,” Damon insisted, his voice firm and resolute.

Nyla let out a light, humorless laugh. “Clark said similar things before we got married, but that didn’t stop him from betraying me.”

It was a bitter truth that echoed in her mind. When a man was intent on winning a woman’s affection, he would weave a tapestry of sweet words. But whether he could uphold those promises was an entirely different story.

Damon’s expression darkened, shadows flickering across his features. “I am not like him.”

Nyla shook her head, her gaze steady and serious. “What sets you apart? You want me to confess that I have feelings for you, and then what? Sneak around in the shadows? How would that make me any different from Clark?”

Damon had indeed been her rock during her darkest days, a lifeline when she felt utterly lost. It would be disingenuous to claim she was not touched by his support. Yet, that did not mean she would cast aside her values and transform into someone she could not respect.

“I can help you get a divorce from Clark,” Damon offered, his voice low and earnest.

Nyla studied him closely, realizing with a sinking feeling that he didn’t truly grasp her situation.

It was understandable; someone of his privilege could hardly fathom the complexities of her life.

“Uncle Damon, you’re merely infatuated with me. You’ve never regarded me as your equal. If you did, you wouldn’t throw around such suggestions so carelessly,” she retorted, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside her.

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