Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1317

Valarie frowned and coldly asked, "Brandon, what are you doing here?"

Brandon glared at her, frustration thick in his voice. "Valarie, I should be the one asking you that. You promised me that if I stayed away from Michelle for a month, you'd forgive me. So why are you here, on a date with another man?"

His tone dripped with jealousy, but Valarie remained unfazed.

"I did say that," she replied calmly. "But if I remember correctly, we're already broken up. Who I see and what I do is none of your business, is it?"

Brandon's face darkened. "You say we're broken up, but I never agreed to that. We just had a fight. And if you're seeing someone else while we're in a rough patch, that's not fair to us, is it?"

Before Valarie could respond, the man across from her spoke up. "It's fine, mister. Even if I'm just a backup for her, I'm willing."

The words hung in the air, and the entire restaurant fell silent.

Brandon's anger flared, and he let out a laugh, though it was devoid of humor. He turned to the young man, his gaze ice-cold. "Even as a backup, you're not qualified."

The young man didn't flinch. He simply smiled. "Mister, I don't think that's for you to decide. As long as Veevee agrees, that's all that matters."

Brandon's expression darkened further, a surge of frustration washing over him. It was like trying to punch a pillow—no resistance, no impact, just pure helplessness.

The young man turned to Valarie, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Veevee, would you be willing to let me be your backup? Whether it's a month, a year, or longer, I'll wait. As long as you're not married, I won't give up."

Valarie hesitated. Her friends had been right—youth had an undeniable charm. When someone this young, full of energy, looked at her with that kind of devotion, it was hard to resist.