Marry Ex's Billionaire Uncle After Divorce (Aurora and Jasper) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 61: 1 Can Handle It Alone–1

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Chapter 61: I Can Handle It Alone–1

(Aurora’s POV)

Leo reached out and took my hand.

“Sis.” His grip was weak but deliberate. “Thirty percent is thirty percent. I want to try.”

I looked at him – at the hollows under his eyes, the IV line taped to his arm, the careful way he held himself like he was already bracing for something.

“No,” I said.

“Aurora-”

“I said no, Leo.” I kept my voice quiet. “Thirty percent means we’re gambling your life on a coin flip that’s already weighted against us. That’s not a bet I’m making.”

He didn’t argue. But he didn’t let go of my hand either.

Later, after the doctor left and Sienna’s blood had been drawn for testing, Leo waited until Martha stepped out to pace the hallway before he spoke again.

“You need to drop it,” he said. “The whole matching thing. Just – stop pushing.”

I frowned. “What?”

“If Sienna comes back as a match.” He lowered his voice. “Aurora, she’s going to use it. You know she will. She’ll make you crawl for it. She’ll make it as humiliating as possible and she’ll love every second of it.”

“Leo-”

“I mean it.” His jaw was tight. “I’d rather take the thirty percent than watch you beg that woman for anything.”

I sat back down in the chair beside his bed. I thought about telling him he was wrong, that Sienna wouldn’t go that far, that it would all work out. But I’d never lied to Leo, and I wasn’t going to start now.

“Let’s wait for the results first,” I said. “Whatever comes back, we deal with it then.”

“And if she matches?”

I met his eyes. “Then I deal with it.”

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He stared at me. “You’d actually go to her. Even if she makes you-”

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“You’re my brother.” I said it simply, because it was simple. “Whatever she asks for, I’ll figure it out. Don’t think about it. Just focus on getting your strength back.”

He looked away, toward the window. His throat moved.

“Okay,” he said finally. “Okay.”

The waiting was its own kind of misery.

Jasper lasted about forty minutes in the room before he gave up pretending the silence didn’t bother him and went to sit in the hallway. I could see him through the glass panel in the door – his back straight, his phone in his hand, not actually looking at it.

Martha paced. Back and forth, back and forth, from the window to the door and back again. She’d been doing it for so long I’d stopped registering the sound of her footsteps.

Then a nurse appeared in the doorway and said the testing process was complete. All participants had finished.

Jasper was on his feet before she finished the sentence. He crossed the hallway in four strides, his expression stripped of everything except urgency.

I watched him go. I waited for something to surface – some remnant of the feeling I’d once had for him, some ache or bitterness or grief. There was nothing. Just a kind of quiet clarity, like looking at a photograph of someone you used to know.

Martha heard the movement and hurried out after him.

The room went still.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a chocolate bar – I’d grabbed it from the vending machine earlier and forgotten about it. I tore the wrapper open and held it out to Leo.

“Here. You need the sugar.”

He took it without looking at the wrapper. His eyes were fixed on some middle distance, worry written across every line of his face.

I nudged his shoulder. “Hey. When you get to university, I want to be at your graduation.”

He blinked. “What?”

“Your graduation. Front row. You’ll have to buy me dinner afterward – somewhere decent, not a burger place.”

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