Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 38

That night, I slept like a rock until some noise outside yanked me awake.

It wasn't Hayden talking, but some woman with a local accent.

From the sound of it, she wasn't young. Younger women usually have soft, clear voices, while older women's voices are heavier and rougher.

I had a knack for recognizing people by their voices, yet I couldn't tell that the man I had loved for ten years was actually a jerk.

They say you only truly forget someone when you stop thinking about them all the time. Clearly, I wasn't there yet. I still found myself thinking about Jace. Even if it wasn't love anymore, it was resentment. I couldn't help but think of him now and then. I stayed in bed, straining to hear the conversation outside.

"Macy, where's Hayden?" the woman asked..

"He left early this morning," Macy replied, the sound of running water in the background.

"He left, huh? I thought he was still asleep," the woman laughed lightly.

"Molly, why do you care if Hayden's up or not? He doesn't like you, so stop wasting your time," Macy shot back, no sugar-coating.

handle that kind of bluntness, but Molly, standing outside the door, didn't even flinch. She chuckled.

snickered. Molly

that he tossed you out like yesterday's trash," Macy's sharp tongue

what do you even know, you

know about self-respect and dignity," Macy

helped you a ton. If you can't help me, at

it. "Yeah, you've helped, but not out of kindness. You just wanted to

more."

stifled a laugh under the covers.

that. I heard you took in a pretty girl?" Molly asked, her

skin, Most importantly, she's single and hasn't married

instinctively touch my skin. Indeed, it was smooth and

Where

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seemed she was here because she

polished toenails and all, into my slippers. My silk nightgown was a creamy color, with straps so