Trading My Ex for His Uncle by Hello Spring

Chapter 825

The reason the Updikes had called the police was that Valarie had seriously injured Zayn, and he was now in the emergency room, fighting for his life. Hearing this, Nyla felt a surge of anger. Someone like Zayn deserved it. She glanced at Brandon, who was lost in thought, and said softly, "Got it." "Thank you, Aunt Nyla," Brandon replied.

Nyla walked to the hospital room door and knocked gently. "Valarie, it's me. May I come in?"

There was no response. Just as she was about to ask again, a faint voice replied, "Come in."

With a sigh of relief, Nyla pushed open the door.

Inside the room, all the lights were on.

Valarie sat huddled on the hospital bed. Her small, frail figure was bathed in the harsh light, making her look even more lonely and lifeless.

Nyla's heart clenched as she slowly approached the bed and took a seat.

Valarie was hugging her knees, staring blankly into a corner of the room, lost in thought.

Gently, Nyla reached out and patted her on the back. "Valarie, it's over now. No one can hurt you again."

Valarie wrapped her arms around Nyla, trembling

tears falling onto her shoulder, Nyla murmured, "Don't worry. I promise I'll make sure you get

clinging to Nyla even tighter. She had almost been

held her, softly patting her back. Once Valarie had calmed down,

more stable. She took the tissue, wiped

nodded. "I support you. But Zayn's still in the emergency room. Even if you want to hold him accountable, you'll

as she asked, "H-He's not going to

for Zayn, but if he died, she worried she'd be

brought in the most experienced doctors to treat him," Nyla reassured

"That's good..." Valarie replied.

The Updikes are claiming you tried to seduce Zayn, and in a fit of rage, attacked him

had

control again

scoffed. "The

I suspected something was off, so I brought a recorder with me

a vase over Zayn's head, and his blood was all over her, making her