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

Chapter 971

Under the table, Lena felt her mother’s foot nudge her a dear signal: Let Xandra win.

Lena gritted her teeth. Why was everyone fawning over a girlfriend who hadn’t even officially joined the family?

Annoyed, she huffed inwardly. The more you tell me to lose the harder I’ll fight to win.

The game began, and Lena’s starting hand was exceptional–practically a heavenly draw. She was only one card away from winning while the others still struggled with mismatched cards. It seemed like an easy victory was in the cards for her.

But then, as if under a spell, her luck took a sharp turn. None of the cards she needed showed up. Worse, every time she reached for a card, Xandra would intercept it with a call, blocking her progress entirely.

As the rounds continued, even her mother, Briana, reached a ready hand, while Lena was still stuck with the same cards she started with. Soon, her grandmother joined the fray, and eventually, even Xandra declared readiness.

Three players were now poised to win, leaving Lena the odd one out.

Game after game, Lena found herself in the same frustrating position. Her starting hands were promising, but they always ended in disaster.

Lucky Aces? Did your Aunt Xandra jinx your

fine to let her win a few games. You

Who’s letting her win?! It’s

complete beginner. She was clumsy, arranging her deck with a nervous energy that reminded Lena of herself

were thanks to Aaron’s subtle coaching. Today, Xandra’s wins clearly followed the same pattern. He was guiding her,

realization lit a spark of defiance in Lena. If he can make her win, why

shake things up. She started playing erratically–breaking up good hands, ignoring opportunities

chaos. Xandra stopped winning, and the victories

lucky streak in all my years of playing! Xandy, you’re my good luck charm. Marrying Aaron will surely bring prosperity to

her win, not Xandy. But she held her tongue, thinking, At least Grandma’s happy. If she’s smiling now, maybe

stretched on until ten at night. By the end, everyone except

she took some satisfaction in disrupting

they were getting ready to leave, Xandra approached Lena. “Lena, can we exchange numbers?”

refuse. But since she had already accepted the renaming fee and

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