Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 35

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

A few days later, Nyla found herself perched on the edge of her hospital bed, meticulously packing her belongings into a suitcase. The atmosphere in the room was charged with a sense of liberation; she was preparing for her discharge. The doctor had assured her that her concussion had fully healed, and she was free to return to her life, to the world outside those sterile walls.

As she folded the last few items of clothing, a sudden commotion at the door caught her attention. She initially assumed it was a nurse arriving to assist with her discharge paperwork. However, as she glanced up, her heart sank at the sight of Jordyn striding into the room, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor like an unwelcome announcement.

“Oh, it appears you’re on the mend,” Jordyn’s voice dripped with a mix of condescension and mockery. She sauntered over to the hospital bed, her demeanor exuding a sense of ownership, as if she were reclaiming territory that had never truly belonged to her.

Nyla regarded her with a frosty silence, choosing not to engage. She resumed her task, her fingers deftly organizing her belongings, refusing to let Jordyn’s presence disrupt her focus.

“You must have been dreadfully bored during your hospital stay, right?” Jordyn continued, elongating her words with a deliberate drawl. “But Clark has hardly had a moment to spare. He’s been by my side for every prenatal checkup. He even cooks for me—just for me.”

Jordyn raised her wrist, showcasing a diamond bracelet that sparkled enticingly in the sunlight streaming through the window. “He gave me this yesterday,” she said, a self-satisfied smirk playing on her lips. “A little gift to celebrate our baby’s healthy growth.”

For a fleeting moment, Nyla’s hands faltered, but she quickly regained her composure, continuing to ignore the taunts.

“You know what?” Jordyn pressed on, her tone sharpening like a knife. “In this relationship, the one who isn’t truly loved is the real mistress. You may have that marriage certificate, but Clark’s heart left you a long time ago.”

At last, Jordyn’s words struck a nerve, prompting Nyla to pause. Slowly, she raised her head, her gaze steady and devoid of fury—only cold, hard logic remained.

“Are you done?” Nyla’s voice was soft yet unmistakably clear, each word resonating with a quiet strength.

“I’m merely stating the facts,” Jordyn retorted, her smug smile unwavering. “Clark spends every night at my place. We live like a real married couple. And you? You’re just a name on a piece of paper.”

Nyla set down the items in her hands and turned to face Jordyn fully. Her expression was calm, but a fierce glint sparked in her eyes, a silent storm brewing beneath her serene facade.

“Love doesn’t concern itself with who comes first,” Nyla began, her voice steady and commanding. “But it should certainly care about propriety and dignity, don’t you think?”

She paused, letting her words linger in the air. “He may have many lovers, but Mrs. Summer… there seems to be only one.”

The impact of her statement was palpable, hitting Jordyn like a physical blow. The color drained from her face, her bravado crumbling as anger and humiliation washed over her.

“You…” Jordyn stammered, her voice faltering as she struggled to formulate a retort.

Without waiting for a response, Nyla turned away, determined to resume her packing. She had no intention of engaging any further with this woman who thrived on conflict.

However, Jordyn, seething with humiliation, was not ready to concede defeat. She surged forward, closing the distance between them, and suddenly seized Nyla’s wrist with a fierce grip.

“You think you’re so noble?” Jordyn’s voice was laced with hysterical fury. “You’re just a woman who can’t even have children!”

Stung by the venom in Jordyn’s words, Nyla instinctively wrenched her wrist free, the force of her action more vigorous than she intended. Jordyn, caught off guard, stumbled backward, her balance faltering.

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