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?"

Lena

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

he asked, raising an

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

but Lena kept her gaze fixed

kill you," he said, his voice carrying a light reprimand,

tightened. She wanted to ask who he

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

I'll be gentler," Aaron said softly,

to cause trouble tomorrow. Can you

kept 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 to

added, "But don't think I'm

need to worry about that," Aaron cut in, his