Your Uncle’s My Husband Now Back Off, Ex! novel Chapter 91

**TITLE: Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 91**
**CONTENT: Chapter 91**

Nyla’s voice trembled slightly as she posed a question that hung heavy in the air. “If I don’t love you anymore, will you let me go?”

Clark’s response was immediate, his eyes hardening like steel. “No.”

A wave of frustration surged through Nyla. “Then what’s the point of even asking? Wasn’t it you who used my father as leverage to force me back into this situation?” she shot back, her tone sharp and defiant.

Clark met her unwavering gaze with a self-deprecating smile, but it was fleeting. He turned his head away, the weight of his own guilt pressing down on him like a suffocating blanket. Deep down, he knew he had coerced her into returning, a fact that gnawed at his conscience.

The moment he had betrayed her trust was the moment he should have anticipated this very confrontation. He had been so wrapped up in his own arrogance, convinced that her love would be enough to smooth over the jagged edges of his mistakes.

The silence that followed was thick and suffocating, wrapping around them like a fog.

Before long, the driver maneuvered the car around, breaking the tension.

“Let’s get in,” Clark suggested, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nyla glanced at her phone, her heart racing as she canceled her ride order. With a resigned sigh, she slipped into the car beside him.

The journey back home unfolded in a heavy silence. Neither of them dared to speak, and the driver, sensing the tension, kept his eyes firmly on the road ahead, as if afraid to disturb the fragile atmosphere.

Upon arriving at the villa, Nyla was about to ascend the stairs when Clark’s voice cut through the quiet. “Nyla, I’m truly sorry about tonight. I didn’t stand up for you.”

His tone was grave, laden with remorse. Nyla hesitated for a fleeting moment, her heart caught between the desire to respond and the urge to retreat. Ultimately, she chose silence, walking away without uttering a word.

Once she was safely in her room, the familiar sound of her phone ringing shattered the stillness. It was Valarie.

“Nyla, did Jacqueline try to set you up tonight?” Valarie’s voice crackled with urgency.

Nyla’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “How did you know about that?”

“Tom called me out of the blue, grilling me about whether I had told you to go after Jacqueline. I did some digging with friends who were there,” Valarie explained, her frustration palpable.

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