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

Chapter 236

"You're seriously low," Jace snarled, grabbing Hayden by the collar.

My heart lurched, and I started to move toward them, but Hayden stayed cool. "You think this is low because you've never cared about Keira the way I do, have you?" Jace's evac

eyes narrowed, his voice sharp. "These cheesy tricks might work on a little girl, but Keira's not into fake stuff like this. Don't you get it?" Not into it?

I remembered telling Jace that once.

It was our first Valentine's Day as a couple. He didn't get me anything-not even a card or a dinner.

The next day, we were out with Steve and a few friends, and Steve jokingly asked what romantic thing Jace had planned for me.

I'd never felt so embarrassed. Jace apologized later, saying he'd forgotten, and I had to laugh it off, pretending I didn't care about that kind of thing.

But seriously, what girl doesn't like flowers and a little romance?

It wasn't that I didn't want it-it was that he didn't give it to me.

"Still think she doesn't like it now?" Hayden's voice was steady.

he could see the tears still lingering on my cheeks, but he'd definitely seen

clue, he'd know exactly

everything he did for me. Hayden's love was in the details-the meals he made for me, the way he quietly looked out for me, the personalized light show he

locked onto Hayden. "Keira loves me. We were together for ten years. She would've given up her life for me." Hayden didn't say a word, but Jace sneered. "Don't believe me?

he remembered the injury I'd gotten for

did he remember the promise that came

promise to replace that lost piece of flesh with a

No.

He didn't remember.

he did, he wouldn't have been sneaking around with Tanya behind

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she would've died for you-but how did you treat her?" Hayden shot

hand, gripping Jace's wrist with equal force. Hayden's voice was calm but firm. "You're the one

then, not saying a word. I just looped my arm through Hayden's. "It's getting late. Let's go." Hayden looked at me with such tenderness, and

a word. Even when we got to the stairs, the only noise was our footsteps echoing around

muttered when we reached my

I called out, making him