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?"

intense stare, Lena caved, holding out

fingers brushed over her wrist, and he immediately noticed the damage-red marks, swelling, raw scrapes where the ropes had bitten into

is fine?" he

muttered, but her voice lacked

her, but Lena

voice carrying a light reprimand, "but it could cost someone

wanted to ask who he

kit nearby. As soon as he opened it, Lena recognized the contents-specialized supplies. Clearly, he'd planned ahead, expecting she'd be hurt. He squeezed ointment

I'll be gentler," Aaron said softly, even blowing

Wayne's definitely going to cause trouble tomorrow. Can you stop him?" Lena's

calm. "No

Chapter 11

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

then added, "But don't think

that," Aaron cut in, his tone