Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 62

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

Nyla’s brow furrowed deeply as she cast a piercing glare at Harrison. “Dad, what on earth are you talking about?! If you ever say something like that again, I swear I won’t come to see you anymore.” Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and hurt, echoing the turmoil inside her.

Before Harrison could muster a response, Wren interjected swiftly, her voice firm yet compassionate. “Alright, Harrison, enough of this. You need to think about how much this is affecting Nyla.”

Nyla felt a lump rise in her throat as she noticed the flicker of sadness in her father’s eyes. It was a familiar sight, one that tugged at her heartstrings, and with a heavy sigh, Harrison fell silent, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.

After carefully settling Harrison back into the sterile confines of his hospital room, Nyla hesitated at the doorway, an uncharacteristic curiosity bubbling to the surface. “Dad, has there been any progress in determining what caused the Harris Pharmaceuticals accident?” she ventured, her voice softer now, almost hesitant.

Harrison’s expression shifted, surprise etched across his features before a frown took its place. “Why are you asking about that all of a sudden?” His tone was defensive, a protective shield against a memory he clearly wished to forget.

“I was watching some safety accident videos recently,” she lied, the words slipping out with practiced ease. “I just wanted to understand what happened during that incident. You know, working in a lab, I need to be aware to avoid similar mishaps.”

“I don’t recall the details. It’s been ages, and honestly, I’d rather not revisit it,” Harrison replied, his voice laced with a hint of annoyance, as if the topic itself was a ghost he wished to banish.

Sensing his reluctance, Nyla chose not to push further. “Alright, I understand,” she said quietly, the conversation leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.

Just as she was about to step out, the hospital door swung open, and Clark strode in, a look of surprise crossing his face. “Nyla, you should have let me know you were coming to see Dad. I would have joined you,” he said, his voice warm, but Nyla felt a chill run down her spine.

The memory of his harsh words from that morning flooded back, and a wave of distaste washed over her. The timing of his arrival felt too orchestrated, as if he had been watching her, perhaps even had someone follow her. Was he worried she would spill the truth about his behavior?

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