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

Chapter 896

When Lena arrived and took in the sight before her, she uttered three simple words: ” You’re insane.”

To anyone else, Keira probably did look insane–spending a million dollars on a dilapidated courtyard. The walls were crumbling, the roof had gaping holes, and the yard was overrun with weeds.

“This is what people mean by to carry water to the sea. I’ve finally seen it with my own eyes,” Lena grumbled as she scanned the mess with a look of utter disappointment. “If you’ve got money to burn, why not donate it to someone who actually needs it?”

Keira didn’t bother defending herself. She just smiled and said, “Give me a month. You won’t even recognize this place.”

Lena sighed heavily. “Sure, you can fix it up, but why not just buy a new property and build from scratch? Why insist on renovating this pile of rubble?”

“Sure, it’s a mess now, but it’s got character. Renovating something old brings out a charm you can’t recreate with something new. Just wait–you’ll witness a miracle,” Keira said, brimming with confidence.

Lena knew there was no point arguing. Once Keira had set her mind on something, even ten oxen couldn’t drag her away. She gave Keira a pointed look, her gaze dropping to her belly. “Let me warn you, though–your baby’s delicate. Don’t overdo it.”

“I know, Dr. Lane,” Keira said teasingly, linking her arm with hers. “Now, tell me how things are going with you living at your uncle’s place. Any funny or embarrassing stories you want to share?”

“What’s this? Can’t have meat yourself, so you’re sniffing around for a whiff?” Lena shot

back with her usual thick–skinned humor.

there any ‘meat‘ or even the smell of it?” Keira asked, her curiosity piqued.

of person do you think I am? A

related by blood, the odds of

no small matter, and no one could entirely ignore it. Not to mention, their family

waiting for him to marry and have children.

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of anything happening. Luckily, Lena didn’t seem to have any

Aaron… he had clearly fallen for

feeling a pang of

be over a hundred years old. Honestly, your million dollars probably

day, she’d make Lena eat her words when she

her nickname. “You’d better make good use of this tree. Put a bench underneath or maybe a swing. Add a tea table. Picture

too. After a long surgery or on

hesitate, giving Keira à thumbs–up and an enthusiastic “Okay!”

with the design and on–site supervision. She wanted to turn this

first. Not only that, but he even