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.

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.”

Lena frowned, overhearing their conversation. Were they talking about James? Was he not actually injured? Given James’s over-the-top personality, it wasn’t hard to believe. Shaking her head lightly, she continued toward Aaron’s room.

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

Aaron looked up at her. “What are you doing here?”

Instead of answering, Lena walked straight to his bedside. “Aaron Ace, if you have a death wish, don’t drag others down with you.”

She didn’t call him “Uncle” but used his full name—a clear sign she was angry.

“It was my fault. I know,” Aaron admitted readily, his attitude surprisingly humble.

Chapter 911

“You’re not an impulsive or reckless person. Why would you, of all people, drink and drive last night?” Lena asked. The question had been running through her mind since she heard the news.

Last night, they had been perfectly fine, sharing a meal without any sign of trouble. Knowing him, he wasn’t the kind to do something so foolish. Something must have happened to push him to this.

Though her words came out as scolding, her concern was evident.

Aaron lowered 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 been drinking.”

“It’s my fault. It won’t happen again,” Aaron said, his tone earnest as he apologized and made a promise.

Lena wanted to say more, but the sound of hurried footsteps and the door opening interrupted her. Without looking, she could tell it was her mother.

“Aaron! Are you alright?” Mrs. Lane rushed in, visibly worried and flustered.

In Lena’s memory, her mother had always been more concerned about Aaron than her own daughter. There was even a time when Lena, as a child, had wondered if she wasn’t Mrs. Lane’s biological child and that Aaron was instead. The thought had earned her a scolding and a good spanking from her mother.

“Big Sis, I’m fine. Just hurt my arm a little. I’ll recover with some rest,” Aaron said, his eyes briefly flicking to Lena, who seemed distracted.

“Just your arm? Did you get a full check-up? What about your head or anywhere else?” Mrs. Lane scanned him from head to toe, her worry written all over her face.

“It’s all been checked. I’m fine,” Aaron reassured her.

Despite his words, Mrs. Lane didn’t seem convinced. She turned to Lena. “Lena, is he telling the truth?”

Lena didn’t know if he was lying, but she had already confirmed his condition with the doctor. She nodded. “He’s fine. Don’t make such a big deal out of it.”

“I was scared to death,” Mrs. Lane sighed in relief before turning to Aaron. “You shouldn’t go back to work in this state. Come stay at my place for a while. I’ll take care of you.”

“No need, Sis. I—” Aaron began, but Mrs. Lane cut him off, turning to Lena instead. “And you, you’re coming back home to stay as well.”