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.

the door, didn't

Molly seemed

out like yesterday's

what do you even know, you old hag?" Molly shot

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

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

not out of kindness. You just

more."

stifled a laugh under the covers.

you took in a pretty girl?" Molly asked,

importantly, she's single and hasn't married before. Even I find her

me instinctively touch my skin.

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

+15 BONUS

she was here because she was worried I might steal Hayden's

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,