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?"

stare, Lena caved, holding out

noticed the damage-red marks, swelling, raw scrapes where the ropes had

fine?" he asked, raising

I'll die," she muttered, but her voice lacked

but Lena kept her gaze fixed

carrying a light reprimand, "but it could cost someone

tightened. She wanted to ask who he

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

Aaron said softly,

to cause trouble tomorrow. Can you stop him?"

kept calm. "No

Chapter 11

own father's funeral into a spectacle, Lenal couldn't hold back. "He's definitely planning something big for tomorrow. You need to be careful." Aaron let out a thoughtful hum. "What's

said quickly, then added, "But don't think I'm

worry about that," Aaron cut in, his tone