Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

"Fine," Valarie conceded.

As Nyla sat across from Valarie, the latter hesitated after taking a careful spoonful of oatmeal and asked, "Nyla... I didn't make too much of a scene last night after getting drunk, did I?" She vaguely remembered crying on Nyla's shoulder and being quite loud about it. It was so embarrassing....

Nyla raised an eyebrow. "Now you're worried about being embarrassed?"

Valarie could only look down in silence. If she had known she would be so out of control while drunk, she would have avoided alcohol altogether and not even gone to the bar last night.

"Did something happen yesterday that made you drink so much?" Nyla asked.

Valarie's gaze dimmed as she looked down and murmured, "I'd rather not talk about it."

Nyla didn't press further and nodded. "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Just finish your oatmeal. I'll take you to work after you shower."

Valarie thought for a moment and declined, "No need. My company is in the opposite direction from Prospectus Technology, and since our work hours are similar, it would be too tight for you to drop me off and then get to your job. I'll just take a cab." Nyla bit into her breakfast and said casually, "It's fine. I've already resigned."

Even if she hadn't resigned, Prospectus Technology would have told her to stay home and wait for the outcome after what happened yesterday.

"Resigned? Why did you suddenly resign?!" Valarie exclaimed.

up too much of my time. I could only study in the evenings,

"Why did you suddenly decide to

it earlier. Now that I'm divorced from Clark, I want to start a new chapter in my life,"

Damon?" Valarie

her expression calm and detached. "What I had with him was just a brief dream. Now that the dream is over,

no future together, especially now that he was back

that starting anew with graduate studies was indeed the best choice for Nyla at

are you planning

university in Capitarnia. I have a senior there, and the school is

far," Valarie

Saintornia, at the southern edge of the country, while Capitarnia was in the north. It would take

desire to leave Saintornia and start fresh

for Valarie. Their sizes were similar, and they had often swapped clothes in

dining table. As soon as she loaded the dishes into the dishwasher, she received a call from Pete. "Ms. Jayston,

Did you find out anything about last night?"

voice was

grandson of a victim from the