Trading My Ex for His Uncle



All these years they had been married, it had always been Anthony who gave in to Monica. She was accustomed to having her way with him, so it was unlikely she would hold her temper now.

What she could not tolerate most was Anthony hitting her in front of a maid.

Silence settled between them.

Anthony regarded Monica with tired eyes, devoid of the affection that once filled them.

Monica's heart pounded as she realized he might actually be serious.

"You" she began, her voice faltering.

He cut her off, "Fine. If you want a divorce, we'll divorce."noveldrama

She stared at him, stunned. She had only intended the comment as a threat, never imagining he would actually agree.

As the shock wore off, it gave way to rage. Not only was he not apologizing for hitting her, but he was also so brazen about it.

"Fine! But don't you dare regret it!" She spun around, anger burning within her, and stormed back to her car.

Watching her drive away, Anthony remained silent. He turned to the maid at the door and asked, "Could you please let Mr. and Ms. Weir know that I'm here to apologize and ask if they'll see me?"

The maid replied coolly, "I'll relay your message, but they may not agree to meet with you."

Anthony nodded. "Sure, thank you."

The maid closed the door and went back inside.

In the living room, Valarie was chatting with Phoebe when she noticed the maid enter.

"Have they left?" she asked.

The maid explained, "Ms. Weir, it appears Mr. Updike came to apologize. He even slapped Mrs. Updike when she tried to stop him.

"Mrs. Updike was so angry that she demanded a divorce, and Mr. Updike agreed She drove off in fury. Mr. Updike is still at the door and has asked to meet with you and Mr. Weir to apologize."

Valarie remained unaffected. Setting down her cup, she replied, "Tell him I have no intention of settling. He's wasting his time here."

"It seems he's determined to wait," the maid added.

Valarie smirked. "If he wants to wait, let him."

The maid nodded and left. "I'll let him know right away."

Outside, Anthony's expression darkened further as the maid relayed Valarie's message.

"Alright, thank you," he said, his voice flat as the door closed, taking with it the last of his hopes.

"Mr. Updike, perhaps we should head back," Anthony's secretary suggested. "There's still so much to handle at the company."

Anthony was quiet for a long time

before he shook his head. "I'll wait. Those matters won't change the company's situation whether

handle them now or not."

The only way the company could be saved was by staying there until Valarie was willing to see him.

With a sigh, Anthony's assistant said nothing more.

Anthony must know better than him that seeing Valarie wouldn't change anything. Despite that, this was their only option. Even if it was likely a futile gesture, they had no other choices left.

Finally, by evening, the door opened.

Valarie drove out in her white BMW. When she noticed that Anthony was still there, she looked surprised.