Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 146

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

Damon’s eyes turned as frigid as a winter’s night, the kind of gaze that could pierce through flesh and bone, leaving nothing but a chill in its wake.

Phoebe felt an unsettling twist in her stomach under the weight of his harsh scrutiny. Yet, as she looked at her daughter lying helplessly in the ICU, uncertainty swirling around her fate, a fire ignited within her—a fierce, protective anger.

“Mr. Sumner, I have no fear of you,” she declared, her voice steady despite the tremors of anxiety. “My daughter is in this condition, and what more could you possibly take from me?”

Nyla stepped forward, her small frame dwarfed by the tension in the room, looking up earnestly at Damon. “Uncle Damon, it’s completely understandable for Mrs. Weir to be upset. She is Valarie’s mother, after all. I’m okay,” she said, her voice soft yet firm.

Jonathan let out a weary sigh, turning his attention to Nyla. “Ms. Jayston, it would be best if you went home for now. I promise to keep you updated if Valarie’s condition changes for the better.”

Nyla’s heart ached at the thought of leaving, but deep down, she understood that her presence would only heighten the already charged atmosphere.

“Alright,” she conceded, though the reluctance in her voice was palpable.

With a heavy heart, Nyla cast one last lingering glance at Valarie through the glass barrier, inhaled deeply, and turned to leave. Instead of heading home, she found a quiet bench nestled in the hospital lobby, seeking solace in the stillness.

“Uncle Damon, you should head back now,” she suggested, her voice tinged with concern.

Damon remained resolute, his stance unwavering. “And you? What will you do?”

“I’m staying here tonight,” Nyla replied, her determination shining through. “I won’t be able to sleep at home anyway.”

The thought of being away from Valarie, especially in this critical moment, was unbearable. Staying put would ensure she was the first to know of any changes in her friend’s condition.

“I’ll arrange for someone to keep watch and let you know the moment Valarie wakes up. But being here won’t change anything. Come back with me,” Damon insisted, his voice firm and unyielding.

Nyla shook her head vigorously. “Uncle Damon, that’s alright. You’ve already done so much for me tonight. I—”

Before she could finish her thought, Damon suddenly bent down, scooping her up into his arms.

Taken aback, Nyla instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her heart racing with surprise.

As he made his way toward the hospital exit, she protested, “Uncle Damon, please put me down! Even if you take me back, I’ll just return here later!”

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify