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.

kind of bluntness, but Molly, standing outside the door, didn't even flinch. She chuckled. "What do you know? Guys like the

Molly seemed

is that he tossed you out like yesterday's trash," Macy's sharp tongue didn't let

you even know, you

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

you can't help me, at least

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

more."

covers. Macy's sharp wit was

I heard you took in a pretty girl?" Molly

smooth, soft skin, Most importantly, she's single

my skin. Indeed, it was smooth

that so? I'd like to see her. Where is she?" As Molly spoke,

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she was here because she was worried

my slippers. My silk nightgown was a creamy color, with straps so