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

Chapter 397

"No," Matthew insisted, shaking his head. "Don't let your thoughts run wild... I just think you should focus on your work, and your future with Hayden."

His voice grew weaker with every word. The nurse stepped forward, clearly ready to step in, but Matthew stopped her with just a look. She sighed and said, "One more minute, at most."

I knew how bad things were with him, and even though I needed to know what he was hiding, I couldn't push him now. His health had to come first. "We can talk later. You need to rest." But Matthew gripped my hand, tighter than I expected. "Rea, promise me."

His desperation hit hard. The more he insisted, the more certain I became-there was something off about my parents' accident.

But I could see it in his eyes-he wasn't going to say anything more. It felt pointless to push him. With how fragile he was, I could only let it go, at least for now. "Alright, I.promise." The tension in his face finally eased, but he still didn't let go of my hand. "Rea, look forward. Don't forget.

what I've said."

Funny, I'd said almost the same thing to Wade not too long ago.

But how could I just let the past go like that?

My parents' death... I had to find out the truth. How could I visit their graves knowing I didn't do everything

I could?

so tired, his eyes kept fluttering shut, like he could barely stay awake. The

response.

gave Matthew the okay to rest, I slipped out of

were gone, leaving only Jace standing there, leaning against the wall, head down, staring at the floor like

did he slowly lift

come here together on a helicopter, but I hadn't really looked at him. Honestly, ever since everything. fell apart between us, I hadn't been this close to him at

step away, I could see him clearly for the

and thinner than I remembered. For a second, it was

Jace asked,

replied,

so Wayne took her to the rest

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the damp spot on the gray jacket-his jacket-now

clothes straight to the dry cleaner if anything touched them. I knew the stain was probably bugging him, so I quickly said, "I'll