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.

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

snickered. Molly

you out

know, you old hag?" Molly shot back,

know about self-respect and dignity," Macy replied, earning my silent

ton. If you can't help me, at least don't make things worse," Molly

but not out of kindness. You just wanted to

more."

under the covers. Macy's sharp wit was something to

you took in a pretty girl?" Molly asked,

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

my

her. Where is she?" As Molly spoke,

+15 BONUS

here because she was

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