Trading My Ex for His Uncle

A cold gust of wind blew through, and Brandon felt his heart sink.

From the moment he first laid eyes on Valarie, he had made up his mind-he had to be with her, to marry her.

He had pursued her for five years. They had finally gotten together, only to break up soon after.

He had tried everything to win her back, but no matter what he did, she only seemed to drift further away.

Was it really impossible for them to be together?

"Valarie, you told me to stay away from Michelle for a month, and I did.

"Tonight, Jayden called to say that Michelle tried to commit suicide and is in the hospital being resuscitated. I still didn't go see her.

"I know I made a lot of mistakes before, but I've been trying to change. Can you give me one more chance?" he pleaded.

Valarie remained silent for a long time. She knew she still had feelings for Brandon. When she met his pleading gaze, she felt herself softening.

Finally, she looked at him and nodded. "Alright, but this is the last chance I'm giving you. If you lie to me again, I won't look back."

The seriousness in her expression made Brandon's heart lurch. He quickly promised, "You can trust me. I won't lie to you again!"

"Mm," Valarie hummed in response.

Brandon pulled her into his arms, his voice trembling with emotion. "Valarie, thank you for giving me another chance."

Valarie pressed her lips together, about to respond, when suddenly, she felt his grip loosen.

The next second, she saw Jayden grab Brandon by the collar and land a hard punch to his face.

Brandon snapped back to his senses and immediately fought back.noveldrama

Valarie instinctively stepped back, ready to call for hospital security, when Yale and Nolan arrived.

The two rushed forward to separate the fight.

Jayden struggled fiercely. "Nolan, let go of me! I'm not letting him off tonight!"

Michelle had been in the emergency room for hours. When he called

Brandon and told him to come to the hospital, Brandon had refused. Yet now, he was here, sweet-talking Valarie as if nothing had happened.

The more Jayden thought about it, the angrier he got. He wanted nothing more than to beat Brandon to a pulp.

Nolan held him back tightly and spoke in a low voice. "Jayden, calm down. Do you want to end up at the police station?"

Jayden sneered. "I don't care. I have to teach him a lesson today!"

On the other side, Yale let go of Brandon after restraining him and seeing that he wasn't trying to rush back into the fight.

"Brandon, Jayden's just emotional because of what happened to Michelle. Try to understand," Yale said.

Brandon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared coldly at Jayden. "If you want to act like a rabid dog, do it somewhere else. I'm not interested in fighting you."

Jayden snapped, "Do you even know how long Michelle was in surgery? As a friend, you should've at least come to check on her. But no, you'd rather be here with her. What the hell did she ever do to you?"

Brandon's expression turned icy when Jayden pointed a finger at Valarie.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that. If you and Michelle hadn't treated her so horribly, things wouldn't have escalated like this.

"And don't try to guilt-trip me. Michelle's suicide attempt was her choice. No one forced her. I'm not responsible for her, and I don't owe her anything," Brandon snapped.

"Fine! I must've been blind to ever call you a friend!" Jayden growled.

Brandon's face remained expressionless. "I should be the one saying that. You knew exactly what Michelle was doing behind my back, but you covered for her. You helped her. You played a part in my breakup with Valarie. From now on, we're done."