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

Chapter 833

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When Lena was forced onto the helicopter, they'd shoved something down her throat that left her groggy and out of it. She'd been floating in and out of dreams ever since, mostly filled with memories of Aaron. Why Aaron, though?

Probably because of Wayne's gross comment. Aaron was like family-how could anyone think otherwise? Clearly, Wayne's mind lived in the gutter.

The smell of food wafted through the air, snapping her back to the present. Her stomach growled.

Even though she'd been lying down, her body felt weirdly drained. Must've been all that dream running she'd done, chasing after Aaron

The thought made her chuckle. Brains were so ridiculous sometimes.

She got out of bed and wandered into the dining area. Wayne and Hayden were already seated, eating in silence.

Without a second thought, Lena sat down and grabbed the plate set out for her. She didn't bother with pleasantries, downing half a glass of milk before digging into the food.

Her total lack of fear-especially considering she'd just been kidnapped-had the two men staring at her like she was some kind of alien.

asked, mid-bite, catching

this awfully well," Hayden

to the injury on her neck. It

said, "What, am I supposed to sit here trembling like

motto had always been simple:

cooking from now on," Wayne

was no way criminals like these two were hiring a personal chef, so one of them had clearly cooked the meal

girl. These hands are for scalpels, not spatulas." She

grown men needing a woman to cook for them? Pathetic. Didn't you two practically fight each other bending over backward to care for Keira?

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chased it with the rest of her milk. "Anyway, not happening. You don't wanna cook? Fine.

-hour surgeries without food-I can wait you out. Plus, humans can survive days without eating

turned icy. "Fine. Don't eat

me some cash, and I'll find my own way out." Wayne's scowl deepened as he turned to Hayden, looking for backup.

her meal in record time,

pointed look. The cold way he'd abducted her, the way he hadn't even flinched when Keira begged him to