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

Chapter 811

Aaron must've felt her staring because he turned, locking eyes with Lena.

She immediately dropped her gaze. "Uncle Aaron."

"What are you doing hovering in the doorway?" he asked, and she shuffled inside without protest.

"Thanks," she mumbled. If he hadn't shown up, who knows how long Wayne would've kept her tied up.

This whole mess started with her stalling Wayne, pretending she was helping as a doctor to buy Keira time to save Jace. But Wayne caught on and didn't hesitate to have her restrained.

"Let me see your hand," Aaron said, holding out his own.

"I'm fine. No injuries," she insisted. "I'm a doctor, remember?"

He wasn't buying it. "If you're fine, then what's the harm in letting me check?"

his intense stare, Lena caved, holding out her

and he immediately noticed the damage-red marks, swelling, raw scrapes

fine?" he

muttered, but her voice

Lena

not kill you," he said, his voice carrying a light reprimand,

to ask who he meant, but the words stayed

opened it, Lena recognized the contents-specialized supplies. Clearly, he'd planned ahead, expecting she'd be hurt. He squeezed ointment onto her wrist, the coolness quickly replaced by a sharp

hurts? Sorry. I'll be gentler," Aaron said softly, even blowing on her

trouble tomorrow. Can you stop him?"

calm. "No

Chapter 11

about how Wayne had twisted his own father's funeral into a spectacle, Lenal couldn't hold back. "He's definitely planning something big for tomorrow. You need

stop him," Lena said quickly, then added, "But don't think I'm hiding anything, I don't know

that," Aaron cut in, his tone firm. "Just focus