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

Chapter 991

Did he look like an Ace family member now?

She called him Uncle Aaron–even if he didn’t like her, he still shouldn’t just abandon her like this.

The two of them stood there in a silent standoff.

After a few seconds, it was Aaron who gave in:

Her small face was already red from the cold. If she stayed out any longer, she’d freeze.

Without another word, he picked her up again, stepping through the wind and snow to place her into the car. This time, he set her in the back seat.

She had always sat in the passenger seat before.

Now, she wasn’t even worthy of that anymore?

Maybe it was the lingering effects of the alcohol, or maybe she was just feeling too hurt, but Lena curled into herself, burying her face against her knees.

Aaron saw everything.

He even knew exactly what she was thinking.

His heart clenched with pain, but he had to be ruthless. Only by forcing her into a corner would she find the courage to move forward–truly move forward.

By the time they arrived at his place, Lena had already fallen asleep.

Aaron carried her inside, and as he looked down, he noticed the faint traces of moisture on her lashes.

He lowered his head and pressed a light kiss to her eyes.

“Little quail.”

Lena slept deeply that night–so deeply that she didn’t even dream.

By the time she opened her eyes, the sky outside was bright and the snowfall had stopped.

She looked around, recognizing where she was.

Then she remembered everything from the night before.

in the morning, was

is a heartless

up thickly, and on a whim,

later, Keira messaged her privately:

do I sense loneliness, emptiness, and a chill from

Lena replied instantly:

the hunger of

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decided to tease her and sent a picture of her and Hayden–him standing beside the snowman he had made

done! Friendship over!] Lena replied,

always go find your Uncle Aaron,] Keira

reply this

knew Aaron

tire tracks made it clear that he

lingering effects of

opened the wardrobe, she froze.

It was empty.

before leaving last time, swearing to herself

But now?

She smelled of stale alcohol and sleep, and if she got in a cab like this, she’d probably make the driver pass out.

deliver clothes

walked out of the bedroom to confirm that Aaron really wasn’t

Good.

spared her

could just order new clothes online and have them delivered.

she was about to place an order, her eyes landed on the laundry drying rack

of Aaron’s dress shirts.

Perfect.

That would do.

throw her clothes into the wash, and once they

rummaged through his wardrobe and picked out a white

to be worn as a makeshift

she had to admit that once she sank into the warmth of the bath, all her tension

heat soaked into her skin, she reflected