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.

outside the door, didn't even

Molly seemed pretty

tossed you out like yesterday's trash," Macy's

what do you even know, you old hag?"

know about self-respect and dignity," Macy replied,

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

helped, but not out of kindness. You just wanted to

more."

laugh under the covers. Macy's sharp wit was

heard you took in a pretty girl?" Molly

skin, Most importantly, she's single

touch my skin.

her. Where is she?" As Molly

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she was here because she was worried I

and all, into my slippers. My silk nightgown was a creamy color, with straps so thin they looked ready to snap any second. Combined with my freshly woken, tousled hair, I exuded