Trading My Ex for His Uncle

Valarie looked up and saw the approaching glow.

When the figure finally stopped in front of her, she realized it was Brandon.

Frowning, she asked, "Where did you go? I waited so long for you. And what are you hiding behind your back?"

Brandon flipped his phone face-down on the table, revealing the flowers he had hidden. Then he dropped to one knee.

"Valarie, I had planned a perfect proposal for you, but when you asked earlier about the meaning of wearing a wedding dress, I knew I couldn't wait any longer.

"Before I met you, my life revolved solely around work. I never paused for anyone I never cared whether the sun was rising or setting, or if the moon was full or waning. But everything changed after I met you.noveldrama

"I began cherishing the thought of greeting you every morning, sharing meals with you, and standing by your side for life.

"Valarie, I want every morning to begin with us waking up together, and every night to end with us holding each other as we fall asleep."

Finally, Brandon asked, "Will you marry me?"

Tears filled Valarie's eyes as she stared at the ring he offered her. Her throat tightened, as if something prevented her from uttering even a simple "yes."

Unable to speak, she could only nod, tears streaming down her face.

Brandon's cautious expression melted into pure joy. His hands trembled as he removed the ring from its box and slipped it onto her finger.

"Valarie, I promise to love you forever," he declared.

The next morning, Valarie drove to the villa to deliver the gifts she had bought for Nyla.

When Nyla saw the dozens of baby outfits Valarie had brought, she looked

stunned. "Why did you buy so many? She won't even get a chance to wear them all!"

Babies grew so fast. What fitted this month might not fit next month. With all the clothes Valarie had bought, Mia could wear a different outfit every day for a month and still have extras left over.

"She can wear as many as she can! Don't you know? A girl's wardrobe should always have new outfits." Valarie grinned. "Oh, and I have good news for you."

"What good news?" Nyla asked.

Valarie held up her left hand and wiggled her fingers, laughing.

When Nyla Saw the engagement ring on Valarie's finger, her eyes widened in shock. "You two moved this fast? Didn't you just say yesterday that you didn't know when you'd get married?"

"Yeah, but when we were on our way to dinner last night, we passed a bridal shop. I mentioned how

beautiful the wedding dresses were inside and asked if he knew what wearing a wedding dress meant. And then... he proposed. It was a little sudden, but he was so sincere—I couldn't say no!" Valarie explained.

Seeing the happiness radiating from Valarie, Nyla beamed. "Valarie,

congratulations! You've finally found your happiness!"

Valarie sighed. "Yeah, but there's just one little regret."

"What regret?" Nyla asked, puzzled.

"I can't be Mia's godmother anymore. If I do, after I marry Brandon, our family hierarchy will be a mess," Valarie muttered.

Nyla burst out laughing. "You should practice calling me 'Aunt Nyla' now, just to get used to it."

Valarie rolled her eyes. "Calling you Aunt Nyla should come with a gift since you're acknowledging me as your niece-in-law! Do you have one ready?"