Chasing the Unexpected (Nyla)

Chapter 6

Nyla lifted her head to speak, but Clark grabbed her hand and smiled. “Grandma, we’re working on it!”

Nyla tried to pull her hand away, but Clark’s grip was too tight.

If he wouldn’t let her be, she wouldn’t make it easy for him either. She turned to Marie. “Grandma, I’m looking for a job right now, so having children might have to wait.”

The room fell silent.

Clark’s grip on Nyla’s hand tightened painfully, and she winced.

Damon glanced at Clark’s hand on Nyla, noticing the bulging veins, then looked away indifferently.

Clark’s aunt, Anne Sumner, sneered. “Nyla, don’t blame me for being blunt. You’ve been married for years. How can you not have a child yet? If it weren’t for Clark insisting on marrying you, do you think your family could have ever married into the Sumners?

“You should be grateful. If you don’t want to have Clark’s child, there are plenty of women who do. If someone else steps in, you’ll be the one looking foolish.”

Besides, Anne thought, “Who knows if Nyla is fertile?”

She sounded like she meant well, but her gaze at Nyla was filled with an air of superiority.

Marie frowned at Anne, disapproving. “Anne, enough.”

Anne pursed her lips but stayed silent.

want children yet, that’s fine. Just don’t overwork yourself. Our family isn’t

nodded. “I

and the

Once they reached the gazebo in the backyard, he released her. “Nyla, have you

and said, “I was

“Should I call your father

stress. Nyla planned to divorce

the one who cheated. What right do you

by impatience. “I promised it wouldn’t happen again.

them and turned away. “I don’t want to

her red-rimmed eyes, he softened. “Nyla, I truly know I was wrong. Just don’t mention

to love her while being with another woman? Just thinking about him with someone else made her

never forgive

couldn’t pretend nothing had happened or reconcile

for him. Otherwise, she would have made a bigger scene when she

we’ll postpone it to two years later. Since you want to work, I’ll have my

eyes. “Clark,

I controlling you? You don’t want kids now, so I agreed to wait two years. You want

kids because I want a divorce. I want to work to

wedding, she had been like a

long as I don’t agree, this marriage won’t end. Even if you tell a lawyer I cheated,

tone and controlling demeanor made Nyla step back, trembling with anger. She finally saw how selfish and disgusting he was. She had wasted eight years—the best years of her life, from 18 to 26—loving