Lahat ng Kabanata ng Love's Redemption: Kabanata 981 - Kabanata 990

"You’re spending the holidays with your boyfriend, right?" Lena jumped in. Keira hadn’t even considered that possibility until she mentioned it. At Yuna’s age, dating was perfectly normal—especially in college. She lifted her gaze to Lena, a flicker of panic in her eyes. Keira assumed she was worried she’d tell Hayden. Keira chuckled. "If you weren’t dating at your age, that would be the real problem. Your brother and I would start worrying." Just as Keira finished speaking, Hayden walked out, carrying freshly blended juice and coffee. He placed the juice in front of her and handed the coffee to Yuna. "We were actually planning to visit you at school in the next couple of days," he said casually. Hayden had always cherished his little sister, remembering every little thing about her. But he was also thoughtful enough to include Keira, making it seem like it was their shared idea. "You’re on break now, right? Any plans?" Hayden asked as he sat down. "I want to go abroa

Lena drove down the road as night lights flickered on. The city streets were filled with people rushing home—not to work overtime, but to return to the ones waiting for them. Suddenly, she thought of the days she had lived with Aaron. Every time she went home, he was always there. The moment she pushed open the door, she would either see him sitting on the couch, reading the newspaper or watching TV, or be greeted by the aroma of freshly cooked meals. Back then, it hadn’t felt special, but now… the memory felt oddly comforting. Unfortunately, those days had been fleeting. Maybe it was time for her to find someone—a person to share simple meals with, someone to come home to after work, where a warm light would be on and dinner would already be set on the table. The more Lena thought about it, the less she wanted to go back to her cold, empty apartment—a place that was nothing more than a space to sleep. Even when she pulled up outside her building and saw the darkened windows, s

Aaron led Lena out of the police station. He walked ahead, while she trailed behind, clutching the oversized coat he had draped over her shoulders. His coat carried the faint scent of pinewood, and with every step she took, the fragrance seemed to weave its way into her senses. Maybe it was the alcohol fermenting in her system, but her head felt dizzy, her vision unsteady. Even Aaron, walking in front of her, seemed to sway. However, the moment she stepped outside, the cold night air hit her like a slap, jolting her awake. She shivered and instinctively tightened the coat around her body—only then realizing that Aaron was left wearing nothing but a thin dress shirt. “Uncle Aaron,” she called out, her voice laced with concern. But he kept walking, his long strides unfaltering. Whether he was ignoring her out of anger or simply hadn’t heard, she couldn’t tell. Their figures—one leading, the other following—looked almost like a child who had done something wrong, chasing after a

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 Aaron? 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,”

Snowflakes fell in thick clusters, drifting down from the sky in a quiet dance. Aaron gently lowered Lena to the ground, but his hands remained on her waist, steadying her. His gaze locked onto her flushed face, red from both laughter and the cold. “Then… do you want to be with me?” Lena tilted her head up to look at him. Her neck was starting to ache, and the snow landing on her skin was cool to the touch. Had Aaron worn height insoles today? Why did he seem taller than usual? “I do,” she answered honestly. “But I don’t dare to.” His heart gave a sharp thud. Finally—finally—she had given him a response, even if it was just a sliver of acknowledgment. She was afraid. And he knew exactly what she was afraid of. His dark eyes deepened, reflecting the night’s shadows. “Whatever you fear, I’ll take care of it. You just need to be brave enough to move forward.” Lena’s eyes were filled with him—with this man whose face, in her eyes, was the most beautiful in the world.