Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 6

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

Clark gently guided the young woman out of the obstetrics clinic, the two of them sharing radiant smiles that seemed to light up the sterile hallway. Their happiness was palpable, a stark contrast to the clinical environment surrounding them.

As Nyla stood frozen in place, she felt a jolt of recognition. This was the woman from the photos that had haunted her thoughts, the anonymous messages that had crept into her life like shadows in the night.

In that moment, the woman’s gaze caught Nyla’s, and her expression shifted. Surprise flickered in her eyes, quickly morphing into a gleam that resembled malicious delight.

“Oh wow, isn’t that Mrs. Summer?” she exclaimed, her voice ringing out in the corridor. “What a delightful coincidence running into you here at the hospital!”

At the sound of her voice, Clark’s head snapped up. His eyes locked onto Nyla’s, and she could see the tension ripple through his body, a sudden rigidity that spoke volumes. He quickly withdrew his hand from the woman’s arm, panic etching itself across his features like a storm cloud gathering on the horizon.

“Nyla!” Clark rushed toward her, his voice betraying a hint of anxiety. “What are you doing here? You should be resting in your room!”

He reached her side, words tumbling out in a hurried stream. “I was just downstairs picking up your medicine when I happened to bump into Jordyn here. She’s my new secretary, and she’s pregnant. I was worried she might lose her balance, so I helped steady her.”

His explanation came out in a rush, beads of sweat forming on his forehead despite the cool air conditioning that surrounded them.

Nyla’s eyes drifted to the woman’s slightly rounded belly, and she felt a tightening in her chest, her breath becoming shallow and labored. Yet, she steeled herself, determined to maintain an outward composure.

“Miss Jordyn,” Nyla began, her voice steady despite the turmoil within, “when did you find out you were pregnant? Where is the father? Shouldn’t he be here with you for such an important appointment?”

Jordyn placed a hand on her belly, pride radiating from her as if she were announcing a royal decree. A sweet, satisfied smile blossomed on her face. “I just discovered I’m two months along. The father couldn’t make it because he’s swamped with work, but he was absolutely overjoyed when I shared the news with him.”

Her words flowed like honey, rich and sweet, as she continued. “He’s promised to give me and our baby the best life imaginable. He’s already secured a beautiful apartment downtown for us and plans to make everything official once the baby arrives.”

Each word pierced Nyla’s heart, twisting like a knife, leaving her reeling.

Jordyn’s voice dripped with a saccharine sweetness that felt like poison. “Mrs. Summer, you’re so fortunate to have such a wonderful husband. But I believe my boyfriend is equally amazing. He tells me I’ve become even more beautiful since becoming pregnant. He can hardly bear to leave my side!”

She paused, tilting her head in a way that seemed innocent but was anything but. “Mrs. Summer, do you have some time? I’m free today. Would you like to join me for dinner? I could even invite the baby’s father to come along.”

The challenge in her eyes was unmistakable, a gauntlet thrown at Nyla’s feet.

Clark’s expression darkened, a shadow passing over his features. He shot Jordyn a warning glance, his voice firm and dismissive. “My wife doesn’t have time for that. Miss Jordyn, I’m sure your boyfriend is waiting for you. You shouldn’t keep him worried.”

The irritation in his tone was palpable, cutting through the air like a knife.

He then wrapped his arm around Nyla’s shoulders, his touch gentle yet protective. “Honey, you’re still recovering. You shouldn’t be wandering around the hospital like this. Let me take you back to your room.”

His voice remained warm and caring, a tone he had cultivated over their three years of marriage. “She’s just a secretary. Don’t let her bother you.”

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