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

Chapter 911

“How’s your injury? Are you alright?” Lena asked James.

“I’m fine… well, nothing serious,” James said, rubbing his head. He hadn’t thought much of it initially, but now, with the bandages wrapped around his head, he suddenly felt his injury was far worse. Even his head started to feel a bit dizzy.

“Make sure to rest. I’m going to see my little uncle. Which room is he in?” Lena asked.

“He’s over there. I’ll take you,” James offered enthusiastically.

“No need. You should rest,” Lena said, sparing him the trouble.

Just then, James’s phone rang. Holding his head, he answered and walked ahead, leaving Lena to her thoughts. Watching him walk away, she felt a heavy weight in her chest. If James, sitting in the backseat, ended up like this, Aaron, who had been driving, must be in much worse shape.

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With a deep breath, she made her way to Aaron’s hospital room. She had just taken a few steps when the treatment room door opened behind her, and two nurses walked out chatting.

“It’s so funny. What kind of person insists on bandages when they’re not even hurt?” one nurse said with a chuckle.

“Didn’t you hear? He did it on purpose to make his girlfriend feel sorry for him,” the other replied.

“See? Men are all liars. Never trust them.”

their conversation. Were they talking about James? Was

to believe. Shaking her

the door, Lena saw Aaron. His left arm was suspended in a sling, his hand supported by a brace.

“What are you doing here?”

his bedside. “Aaron Ace, if you have a death

didn’t call him “Uncle” but used his full name–a clear sign

fault. I know,” Aaron admitted readily, his attitude surprisingly humble.

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reckless person. Why would you, of all people, drink and drive last night?” Lena asked. The question had been running through

the news.

sign of trouble. Knowing him, he wasn’t the kind to do something so foolish. Something must have happened to push him to this.

as scolding, her concern was evident.

his gaze, unable to meet her clear, bright eyes. “I saw James’s new car and wanted to take it for a spin. Forgot I’d

Lena:

fault. It won’t happen again,” Aaron said, his tone earnest as he apologized and

and the door opening interrupted her. Without looking, she could tell it was her mother.