Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 68

TITLE: Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 68

As Valarie observed the striking transformation in Nyla’s demeanor toward Clark, she felt a surge of frustration welling up inside her. Gone was the icy, aloof attitude that Nyla had worn like armor; instead, a warmth and brightness radiated from her, directed entirely at Clark.

“Nyla, I truly hope you won’t come to regret your choice today!” Valarie exclaimed, her voice tinged with a mixture of concern and irritation.

With that, Valarie turned sharply on her heel, her heart racing as she walked away. She could sense that if she lingered any longer, her temper would boil over.

What had transpired in such a short span? Just weeks ago, Nyla had seemed perfectly fine when she moved out, yet now, she appeared utterly captivated by Clark.

As Valarie sat in her car, her fingers drumming against the steering wheel, she felt a tempest of emotions swirling within her. Just as she was about to ignite the engine, a troubling thought struck her like lightning. When she had inquired whether Nyla still harbored feelings for Clark, there had been a moment of hesitation, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.

Moreover, Nyla’s gaze toward Clark had shifted dramatically; it was now devoid of the affection that once colored her expressions, replaced instead by an almost indifferent air.

Could it be that Nyla had some compelling reason for her sudden return? The thought gnawed at Valarie, unsettling her further.

Determined to get to the bottom of it, Valarie resolved to have another conversation with Nyla in the near future.

After Valarie took her leave, Clark, his voice laced with irritation, remarked, “Valarie is always speaking ill of me, sabotaging our relationship. You really should limit your contact with her from now on.”

Nyla’s brow furrowed in response, and she shot back coolly, “She is my friend, Clark. Whether she is good or bad is not your concern. Besides, she’s not wrong, is she?”

Clark felt a flash of anger ignite within him as he watched Nyla stand up for Valarie. Was he not as significant to her as her friend? Yet, deep down, he recognized the truth of her words and knew that he could not counter her arguments with any strength.

As Nyla turned her attention back to her packing, clearly uninterested in continuing the conversation, Clark hesitated before stepping closer to her. “Nyla, I’m really sorry. I let my emotions get the best of me earlier. I shouldn’t have spoken poorly of your friend,” he admitted, his voice softer now.

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