Love's Redemption



Lena's father and grandfather poured themselves some wine, but before they could take a sip, they were scolded. "When it's time to talk, you're mute, but when it comes to lifting a wine glass, you're the most enthusiastic."

"Aaron, when you find a wife, don't pick someone like your sister or your mom, or you'll spend your whole life getting nagged," Lena's father teased, earning laughter from everyone at the table.

Although the homecoming had started awkwardly, the evening turned out enjoyable, with a lively and pleasant conclusion.

"Why don't you both stay the night? Don't leave," suggested Mrs. Lane after dinner.

Lena: "No way!"

Aaron: "I've got work!"

Their simultaneous refusals drew the attention of everyone at the table.

Lena kept her composure, her face impassive as she explained, "I'm currently preparing for a fetal surgery on a pregnant patient. There's a lot of prep work involved. I was supposed to work overtime tonight, but you called me here at the last minute. I need to go back and continue my work." Aaron added tersely, "I'll take Lil' Lena home."

"Fine, if they don't want to stay, let them go. They're adults with their own responsibilities," Lena's grandfather finally said, granting them permission. Once they left the Ace household, Lena exhaled deeply, relieved. "Now you understand why I don't want to live at home, right, Uncle?"

"Are you really heading back to the hospital?" Aaron asked.

"Not at all," Lena replied with a grin. "I just made that up."

"Don't want to go back home either?" Aaron always seemed to understand her perfectly.

Lena nodded, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I want to go to a bar and have a drink."

As a surgeon, she rarely drank, knowing alcohol could dull the nerves and affect the precision of her hands. But an occasional drink was fine. More importantly, she wanted to soak in the bar's lively atmosphere, a reminder that she was still part of the human world and not just confined to hospital corridors.

"Alright, let's go to a bar," Aaron agreed without hesitation. Whatever Lena wanted, he was always willing to oblige.

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The night deepened, and the atmosphere in the bar grew more vibrant. As music pulsed and drinks flowed, many patrons began dancing wildly on the small stage.

Having had a few drinks, Lena's inhibitions faded, and the excitement within her was awakened. She started swaying to the beat, moving her hips to the rhythm.

But staying at the table wasn't enough. She shrugged off her jacket, revealing a sleek camisole underneath, and stepped up onto the stage.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

When Aaron returned from the restroom, Lena was no longer at their table. Scanning the room, his eyes quickly found her at the center of the stage. She was captivating, her body swaying with elegance and sensuality, like a wild rose blooming in an open field.

He didn't stop her. Instead, he sat back, quietly watching her let loose.

Truthfully, he didn't like the idea of other men watching her, their eyes filled with admiration and desire. But he disliked even more the thought of stifling her joy.

As long as he was there, she could shine as brightly and freely as she wanted.