Trading My Ex for His Uncle (Nyla and Damon) novel Chapter 1362

The moment Brandon spoke, silence blanketed the room.

Yale and Nolan both looked visibly uneasy.

Jayden froze for a second, then his face twisted with disappointment. "Fine! From now on, we're strangers!"

With that, he shoved Nolan aside and stormed toward the hospital entrance.

Nolan frowned and turned to Brandon. "Brandon, Jayden was just upset. Did you really have to make it so final? How are you going to fix things later?"

"I don't plan to fix anything. Because of him and Michelle, Valarie and I fought countless times. Do you really think I should sacrifice my girlfriend for two so-called friends?" Brandon retorted.

Seeing the indifference in his expression, Nolan suddenly regretted sending that message earlier. If he hadn't texted Brandon about Valarie being with another guy, none of this would have happened.

"I'm heading home," Brandon said before turning to Valarie, taking her hand, and leading her out of the hospital.

Watching them leave, Nolan felt a surge of frustration. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed Yale staring at him with suspicion.

He frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Brandon only showed up because of you, didn't he? You told him Valarie was with another guy," Yale pointed out.

Nolan stayed quiet.

Yale scoffed. "I knew it! You—seriously, I don't even know what to say to you!"

"I didn't think they'd run into each other! And honestly, this isn't even on Brandon. Michelle's the one being dramatic.

"Attempting suicide over a guy? Ridiculous. If she weren't my friend, I wouldn't have even come," Nolan grumbled.

Yale grunted. "With the way you run your mouth, why don't you go talk some sense into Michelle and Jayden? Now that they've fallen out, are you happy?"

"How is this my fault? If it were you, who would you have chosen?" Nolan challenged.

Yale sighed and rubbed his temples. "Forget it. What's done is done. Let's go home."

"Mm. Goodnight," Brandon wished.

"Goodnight." Valarie turned and disappeared behind the villa doors.

…

After her shower, Valarie shower sat at her vanity in her room, applying skincare while thinking about work for the next day.

Just then, her phone rang.

Seeing that it was Stefan, she pressed her lips together. She needed to find a way to make things clear with him.

Stefan was undeniably handsome, but she had never felt romantic love for him.

She picked up the call. "What's up?"

"Veevee, did you make it home safely?" Stefan asked.