Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 791

I couldn't believe I'd gone so far as to quote the law to defend Aaron's single status.

"I don't care about your laws or whatever," Edison retorted, waving me off. "What I do care about is how unnatural it is for a man to be over thirty and still not married-or even dating! Mark my words, if he shows up one day with a husband instead of a wife, I won't know where to hide my face."

Aaron, as unflappable as ever, smirked. "Don't worry, Dad, I promise I won't bring home a husband."

Edison's face turned crimson, and Lena jumped in, trying to calm him down. "Grandpa, please stop pressuring Uncle Aaron. If he doesn't like someone, forcing him won't make him happy." "And now you're taking his side?" Edison snapped, glaring at Lena.

I decided to jump in before things escalated. "Because Lena and I scoped out all the ladies here, and honestly, none of them are good enough for Uncle Aaron."

I didn't even realize I'd started calling him "Uncle Aaron" too until the words were out of my mouth.

"I don't buy that for a second," Edison grumbled.

Lena nodded quickly. "It's true, Grandpa. Those women? Total drama queens. Just now, they were trash-talking Uncle Aaron behind his back."

Aaron's sharp eyes flicked toward her, while Edison's curiosity visibly piqued. "Oh? What were they saying? Complaining about him being single in his thirties?" "No," Lena said, feigning exasperation "They were plotting how to snag him and become the future Mrs. Ace. Their intentions were far from pure "

exaggeration, though those worden

"And what's

women who use sneaky tactics?"

went quiet, clearly remembering a past experience he'd

I stepped in with the assist. "Grandpa Edison, why not let Lena and me handle finding a girlfriend for Uncle Aaron? We've got this." Lena's glare practically screamed 'traitor, but before Edison could agree, Aaron cut in smoothly. "No need.

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he stood and walked

"I want to hold a great-grandchild before I kick the

good. When your grandma and I are gone, who's going to look after him?" "That won't happen, Grandpa," Lena said softly. "He

wishful thinking... Ah, I'm just old. None of you listen

all I saw was a tired, vulnerable

own path," I said gently. "You can't

added. "You've done enough. It's

off with a sigh. "Fine, fine, go. I'm

carried a faint shadow of sadness, like he'd overheard everything Edison had said. Maybe that wasn't

quick nod and

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