Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1319

Valarie pushed him away, her expression impassive. "Say that again when the month is over."

"You can trust me. I'll keep my promise," Brandon assured her.

A flicker of sarcasm crossed Valarie's face, but she remained silent.

She walked into the villa, and only once the door clicked shut behind her did Brandon turn and leave.

Back in her bedroom, Valarie collapsed onto the couch, pressing her fingers to her throbbing temples.

…

The following days passed in a blur of work.

Valarie was so consumed that she barely had time to eat.

Every now and then, her youthful admirer would text her, asking what she was up to. If she had a free moment, she'd send a brief reply. Otherwise, she ignored him.

Thankfully, he was tactful enough not to press when she didn't respond.

By Friday evening, the preliminary phase of the project was complete, and Valarie finally had the chance to enjoy a proper weekend.

She called Nyla, hoping to meet for drinks.

There was a brief pause before Nyla's voice came through. "Valarie, I can't drink right now. I'm pregnant."

"Why can't you drink when you're pregnant? Wait, hold on, what?! You're pregnant?! Since when?" Valarie asked.

"I just found out recently. I was going to tell you the last time we met, but I completely forgot," Nyla explained.

After the initial shock wore off, Valarie grinned. "Congrats! I'm officially claiming godmother rights."

"Of course," Nyla replied.

"But seriously—this is your second kid, and I don't even have a fiancé yet. The universe is really messing with me," Valarie whined.

After hanging up, she opened a chat with a contact named Stefan Foley. The conversation was mostly filled with his messages.

Stefan: [Veevee, are you still busy? It started snowing in the middle of class today, and for some reason, I thought of you.]

Below was a photo of the snowy view outside a university classroom window.

The message was from yesterday. At the time, Valarie had been scrambling to finish a report. She glanced at it but didn't reply.

This morning, he had sent a simple good morning sticker with a sleepy emoji.

Stefan: [Winter mornings are the worst. I just wanna stay glued to my blanket forever.]

Valarie chuckled. Just as she was about to reply, a new message popped up.

Stefan: [Veevee, are you still working? I'm free tomorrow. If you're busy, I can bring you lunch. What do you think?]