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

Chapter 875

“It doesn’t hurt anymore. It’s completely healed,” Lena said as she sat down. “Any new issues or discoveries today?”

“None,” Nate replied, his dark, deep gaze lingering on her with a complex expression.

Lena noticed but pretended not to. She had no intention of asking.

When she lowered her head to focus on work, Nate withdrew his gaze. For the rest of the day, he didn’t say another word to her.

This behavior was unusual for him. Ever since he returned to promote his research project, Nate had always carried himself with humility, desperately seeking her forgiveness.

But today, he acted like just another colleague, a completely different person from before.

Although this change was what Lena had hoped for, she couldn’t help but feel unsettled. What had brought on this sudden shift?

She thought back to the incident yesterday when she had asked Nate and Aaron to leave while her wound was being treated. Could it be that her uncle had said something to Nate?

On the drive back home, Lena couldn’t hold back her curiosity. “Uncle, did you say something to Nate yesterday? He’s been acting strange today.”

Aaron, dressed in a crisp white polo shirt, gripped the steering wheel with ease. The light reflected off the watch on his wrist, flashing momentarily. “Strange how?”

to carry that sense

sleek black steering wheel turned smoothly in Aaron’s hands. “Are

odd,” Lena said, staring at him suspiciously. “Uncle, what

“Do you think he’s the type to scare easily?”

“Uncle!”

don’t you ask

me. How am I supposed to ask? Besides, I’d feel awkward bringing it up,”

on the road, suddenly glanced at her. His dark eyes sparkled with an enigmatic light. “Does his

beat under his gaze. Flustered, she quickly explained, “No, it’s not

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broken up, and I’ve moved on.”

behaves has nothing to do with you. Why are you asking?” Aaron’s reply left her

if you won’t say,”

explain. He had always been this

The lively atmosphere suggested everyone was in high spirits. Despite the merriment, Lena felt nervous. “Uncle,” she called out, stopping him as he walked

hospital, she was a composed and authoritative department head. But at home, Lena was entirely at her mother’s mercy, a little girl