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

Chapter 988

He was already delivering himself to her doorstep how could she not succeed?

But Aaron knew he couldn’t give her such an easy answer. She only dared to say such bold words now because she was drunk. Once she sobered up tomorrow, she would turn into an ostrich again, burying her head in the sand.

For her to say something like this, it meant her heart had already wavered. She was just holding back, still hesitant, still unwilling to take that final step forward.

“You’ve had too much to drink. I’m your Uncle Aaron,” Aaron said, deliberately keeping his expression stern.

Lena chuckled. “Oh, now you remember you’re my Uncle Aron? But when you confessed to me, why didn’t you remember it then?”

She was bringing up old accounts now. He couldn’t tell if she was truly drunk or deliberately testing him.

But regardless, he couldn’t let her win so easily. If he did, she would just run away again the moment she faced any difficulty.

“I realized my mistake, so I corrected it in time,” Aaron said lightly.

Lena stiffened.

Mistake?

Those two words hit her like a slap.

So… he was saying he never truly liked her? That it was just a moment of confusion?

Was that why he had so quickly moved on to looking for a girlfriend after confessing to her?

“So, what you’re saying is… I have no chance at all?” Lena’s voice was soft, tinged with grievance and reluctance.

lowered his gaze, meeting her dazed, misty eyes. “You’re drunk.‘

not,” she snapped,

these things. When I confessed to you, you acted like I was some kind of plague and ran

did not run away! You’re not some kind of monster–I was just…

a long moment before asking, “Do you

good girl–positive

but

woman before. The fact that he was willing to say this about Xandra meant that he

and polite demeanor flashed through Lena’s mind. Even she found her likable–how could

had been a mistake. After all, she

Lena didn’t feel like talking anymore.

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Chapter 988

to stay in his

against him, struggling

let go. Instead, his voice

pushing at him. “You have a girlfriend. Carrying another woman like

sourness in her tone. The corner of his lips twitched slightly, but his expression remained

serious.

woman?” he asked. “You call me Uncle

You’re only a few years older than me,”

nonsense, I’m taking you home,” Aaron said, holding her securely

times before giving up and going