Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 690

As Valarie reached the entrance, Brandon stepped in front of her again. “Valarie, are you avoiding me?”

Valarie rolled her eyes. “Mr. Sumner, we’re not close. Please call me Ms. Weir. No, I’m not avoiding you. I just don’t want to deal with you.”

“Why don’t you want to deal with me? Is it because I’m too handsome and you’re afraid of accidentally falling for me?” Brandon asked.

Valarie was momentarily speechless, then huffed. “You’re so full of yourself!”

“Seriously, I’ve been chasing you for five years now. What exactly don’t you like about me? Just tell me, and I’ll change!” Brandon pleaded.

Valarie’s heart skipped a beat as she looked into Brandon’s serious eyes, and she quickly averted her gaze. “Okay, then tell me what you like about me. I’ll change that too.”

“I like that you don’t like me,” Brandon countered.

Valarie raised an eyebrow as she replied, “That’s a hard one to change. Maybe you should pick something else to like.”

met you, I knew I was stuck. You owe me an answer. Otherwise, I

and she frowned. “Brandon, we’re not right for each other. Even if you keep chasing me for another five years, I won’t be with you. Besides, there are plenty of people who like you. Maybe you should

other if you’ve never even tried? You haven’t dated anyone

dated anyone because I wasn’t interested. My family has already set me

in the air between

face tightened, and a storm brewed in his eyes. “Fine! You’d rather go on a blind date than give me a chance. I get it. But just so you know,

off, his entire posture radiating

away, Valarie pressed her lips together and

those fleeting moments when

car, Brandon stomped on the gas pedal, speeding off. He had finally learned that the

cold voice echoed from the back seat. “Slow down. I

skills, combined with the empty road, were the only things that

glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Damon. “Uncle Damon, what

car’s in for maintenance,”

So he was meant to be

he was about to turn the car around, an idea crossed his mind. “Uncle Damon, want to grab a drink