Trading My Ex for His Uncle



Brandon chuckled. "So you came back just for breakfast?"

"Of course! It's Patrick's sandwiches. They're really hard to get," Valarie replied.

"Your boyfriend got up at five this morning to stand in line for them, and you're not feeling a bit bad for him?" Brandon teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement and affection as he looked at her.

"First, I'll eat breakfast. Then I'll feel bad for you," Valarie answered.

Brandon leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "So how do you plan to compensate me?"

The distance between them suddenly narrowed, close enough for him to catch the faint scent of gardenias on Valarie. It was intoxicating, making him want to get just a little closer...

Valarie found herself mesmerized, unable to move an inch as she stared into Brandon's handsome face. Her hands gripped the hem of her shirt, her heart racing faster.

Just as their lips were about to touch, an unexpected coughing fit interrupted them from behind Brandon.

Valarie snapped back to reality and stepped back hurriedly, her face turning as red as a tomato.

Brandon turned to see Jonathan and greeted him calmly, his expression betraying none of the awkwardness. "Good morning, Mr. Weir." Jonathan gave a huff but seemed disinclined to engage, bypassing Brandon and getting into his car.

Valarie shrank back, not daring to look in her father's direction.

Once Jonathan's car disappeared from view, she sighed in relief and looked up at Brandon. "Can you be more careful in the future? My dad is definitely going to think even less of you now."

Brandon smiled. "Okay, I promise I'll behave next time I come to see you."

Valarie rolled her eyes, clearly unconvinced.

Brandon grabbed the sandwiches from his car and handed them to Valarie. "I need to run to the office for a bit. You can go in now."

Valarie accepted the bag, furrowing her brows. "It's Sunday! You still have to work?"

Brandon nodded. "Yeah, the project collaboration isn't finalized yet. Looks like I'll be busy for a while."noveldrama

Seeing the dark circles under his eyes made her heart ache. "So you got up so early to buy me breakfast and waited here for so long?"

"I had time to get you breakfast, and besides, you're my girlfriend. I'd wait as long as it takes," Brandon replied.

"Well, since you've been so nice to me, I guess I'll reward you," Valarie said.

Brandon raised an eyebrow. "What kind of reward?"

"Just lower your head," Valarie requested.

He bent down, looking at her expectantly.

Valarie stood on her tiptoes, quickly kissing his cheek before stepping back.

"What do you think? Was that reward good enough?" she bragged.

Brandon gazed at her with smiling eyes and asked, "If I say it wasn't enough, will you give me another one?"

"Definitely not! You should hurry tox

the office Focus on your work. If have time during noon, I'll go have lunch with you," Valarie offered.

Brandon asked, "Really?"

"Yeap," Valarie confirmed.

"Then I'll wait for you at the office," Brandon replied.

After he left, Valarie entered her home with a smile, still holding the bag of food.

Approaching noon, she was about to head to the Sumner Group when Jonathan called and asked her to deliver a document to the Weir Group.

The Weir Group and Sumner Group weren't far apart, so Valarie texted Brandon to let him know she'd be about ten minutes late. She grabbed file and drove out. Content

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Just as Valarie reached Jonathan's office door, it swung open, and she collided with someone coming out.

She staggered back several steps, almost losing her balance, and dropped the file in her hands.