Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 195

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**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 195**

As Damon made his way to the hospital, the weight of dread hung heavily in the air around him. An hour had passed since he received the call, but every second felt like an eternity. When he finally arrived, his heart sank at the sight of Nyla slumped in a chair just outside the emergency room. Her clothes were marred with dark stains that starkly contrasted against the white fabric, a haunting reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. She sat there, a ghost of her former self, enveloped in a grim, lifeless aura that sent shivers down his spine.

A frown etched itself onto his face as he rushed to her side, crouching down to meet her gaze. The pallor of her skin was alarming, and he felt an instinctual surge of protectiveness. “Are you hurt?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

At the sound of his voice, Nyla seemed to awaken from a trance. Her eyes, rimmed with red and brimming with unshed tears, slowly focused on him. Recognition flickered across her face, and before he could process what was happening, she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around him in a desperate embrace. Her voice trembled as she spoke, each word punctuated by fear. “U-Uncle Damon, Clark had an accident trying to save me… He’s lost a lot of blood…”

Damon felt a rush of emotions as he gently patted her back, trying to soothe her trembling form. “It’s going to be alright. Don’t worry. He’ll be fine,” he murmured, though doubt gnawed at the edges of his mind. Could he truly promise her that?

Suddenly, a sharp voice sliced through the tension, pulling them back into reality. “What are you doing here?!” Cindy stormed around the corner, her anger palpable, followed closely by Cyrus, whose expression mirrored her grim demeanor.

Cindy’s eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, like daggers aimed directly at Nyla. Here was her son, fighting for his life within the sterile walls of the emergency room, and there was Nyla, seeking solace in another man’s arms. The sight ignited a wildfire of rage within her.

In a swift motion, Cindy reached out, her hand poised to strike Nyla, but Damon was quicker. He caught her wrist with a firm grip, his tone low and threatening. “This is a hospital. Please show some decency,” he warned, his patience wearing thin.

Cindy sneered, shaking off his grip with a fierce determination. “Damon, how dare you lecture me? You’re the one lacking decency!” Her voice dripped with venom as she continued, “Don’t forget, Nyla is your niece-in-law. The man inside is her husband. He had an accident trying to save her, and here she is, already in your arms. What a woman!”

Damon’s expression hardened, shadows of anger flickering in his eyes. “If you can’t keep your comments to yourself, don’t expect me to hold back,” he replied, his voice steady but laced with an underlying threat.