All Chapters of Love's Redemption: Chapter 771 - Chapter 780

I ran into Aaron in the hospital lobby, and he was carrying a bag that looked like it was packed with ointments."Where's Lena?" I asked, skipping over any formalities. Calling him "Mr. Ace" felt too stiff, and "Uncle Aaron"? Yeah, no. He wasn't much older than me or Lena, so that was a hard pass."She's upstairs getting checked," Aaron replied, glancing at his watch. "She should be done by now.""I'll go check on her," I said, heading toward the elevators."Wait." Aaron held out the bag. "Her wrists and ankles are bruised. Use this."I took the bag. "You're not coming up?""No," he said. "I'll wait in the car. When Gabriel and Carol are done, can you help send them downstairs?"He meant Lena's parents.His response left me confused, but since we weren't close, I didn't want to pry.Still, I couldn't stop myself from asking, "How did you even find her?""It wasn't hard if you really wanted to find her."The words made sense, but something about them didn't sit right. Nate an

Running into Yuna at a bar this late was the last thing I expected.Lately, I'd been so wrapped up in my own mess that I hadn't been paying her enough attention. But that didn't mean I'd stopped caring. Not even close.Yuna stood out in her mint-green dress—modest, elegant, and so out of place in the chaotic bar scene.I didn't call out to her. Instead, I trailed behind, curious and a little uneasy. What was she doing here?She moved through the crowd with purpose, heading straight for the back. When she stopped in front of Tanya's office, my stomach tightened. Tanya reached out to her?Every instinct screamed at me to be on alert. I crept closer and positioned myself outside the door. It wasn't fully closed, leaving just enough of a gap to peek and listen."Ms. Twain, I'm starting school next week, so I won't be able to come here anymore. Could you settle my performance fees from the past few weeks?"Her words hit me like a brick. Yuna had been working here? For weeks?"KRA?"

Jace had been our only real connection, but now? He wasn't tied to either of us anymore. Life's funny like that."Oh? Haven't seen him lately?" I asked, my smile faint but knowing.Tanya didn't dodge it. "No, I haven't.""Already missing him?" I teased, half-joking."Maybe a little," she replied, unexpectedly blunt."Then go find him."Tanya smirked. "If I could find him, do you think I'd waste my time asking you?"Talking to Tanya was like tiptoeing through a minefield—one wrong move, and boom.The more combative she got, the calmer I felt. "Crazy, isn't it? The guy who used to bend over backward for you just vanished. Men's hearts—so 'reliable', right?""No need to rub it in," she snapped.I studied her for a moment. She wasn't the same Tanya from before. I couldn't help but wonder what Jace would think if he saw her like this."Do you regret it?" I asked casually, leaning against the doorframe."No." Her answer was sharp, no hesitation.Which, of course, only made it mo

A muffled groan echoed as the man hit the ground, clutching his side.I pressed the bat against him and leaned in to get a better look.It wasn't Hayden.It was a stranger."Who sent you? Who let you into my apartment?" I asked.The man shook his head, refusing to talk. I didn't bother playing nice. Pulling out my phone, I said, "Fine. Let's see what you tell the cops.""Don't call the police!" he blurted, panicking. "I just wanted to steal a few things! I'll give them back right now, okay?"His hand moved toward his pocket, and my instincts flared. "Don't move," I snapped, tightening my grip on the bat.He froze mid-motion, then slowly pulled his hand out, revealing a handful of my jewelry."I only took these. That's it," he said, trying to sound sincere.Just a petty thief? Yeah, right. These were probably the first things he grabbed to make it look that way.I wasn't buying it. My finger hovered over the call button as I stared him down."M-Miss, please! Don't call the c

I froze, completely stunned.I knew Aunt Abby's condition had been critical—if she'd passed, I could've braced myself for it. But Uncle Damien? He'd been fine. How could he be gone, just like that?"H-how did my uncle... what happened?" I asked, my voice trembling."It's better if you come here. We'll explain everything," the nurse said before hanging up abruptly.I stared at the phone for a long moment, struggling to process the call. The initial shock gave way to a growing wave of unease, one that dragged me back to the day I lost my parents.I remember it like it was yesterday. The day had been so sunny, so perfect, it felt almost cruel. My teacher was mid-lesson when the homeroom teacher came in, whispered something, and pulled me out of class.Standing outside was Matthew.The moment he saw me, he wrapped me in a hug and said softly, "Keira, you still have us from now on."Even as a kid, I knew something was wrong. "Mr. Johnston, what happened?"His eyes filled with tears