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

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

is fine?" he

die," she muttered, but

on her, but Lena kept her gaze fixed anywhere

a light reprimand, "but it could cost someone

who he meant,

for her to sit on the couch, grabbing a medical 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 onto her wrist, the coolness quickly

said softly, even blowing on her wrist like it'd

trouble tomorrow. Can you

kept calm. "No

Chapter 11

had twisted his own father's funeral into a spectacle, Lenal couldn't hold back. "He's definitely planning

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

worry about that," Aaron cut in, his tone firm.