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

Chapter 200

I'd planned and plotted to get into Matthew's car, but in the end, it was way easier than I expected.

Now, finding the address I needed? That was gonna take some work.

"Hey, Edward, can you pull over? My stomach's feeling kinda off. I think I'm gonna puke," I said, putting on my best I'm-about-to-die' face as we passed a pharmacy.

He glanced at me in the rearview mirror, instantly looking freaked out. "Yeah, sure, sure," he said, pulling over fast.

Once the car stopped, Edward turned around, full-on worried now. "Rea, you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Nah, it's probably just the tea Matthew made. Messed with my stomach or something." I said casually, dropping Matthew's name so Edward wouldn't brush it off. I clutched my stomach for extra drama. "Could you grab me some omeprazole from the pharmacy? One

pill should do the trick."

Edward nodded, but still looked unsure. "You sure you don't need a doctor?"

I didn't respond, just gave him a look that said, drop it.

to know better. Even though I wasn't with Jace anymore, he understood how things worked. No one in that

before he crossed the street, I called out, "Oh,

too?"

some when I get back." He sounded worried, still checking

I leaned

bad,' I thought, my pulse pounding so hard it felt like it was

window, scanning for Edward. Thankfully, there was some barrier he would have

fast as I could, but nothing looked unusual. Panic started creeping in after a

I kept digging, even though my heart dropped when I spotted Edward leaving the pharmacy, medicine in hand, heading back toward the car. My pulse shot up. He was almost back, and I

regular driving route as private unless they were

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had to be it. But of course, the route was

froze for a second. Who'd set this up? Edward was just the driver, he wouldn't do something like this. No, this was Matthew's car. It had to be him. Matthew controlled everything. Edward just followed

what would Matthew

had maybe two minutes, tops. My mind

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