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

Chapter 632

Hayden could be cold, sure. But he wasn't the type to stand by and let someone die. Especially not after I begged him.

Even if he didn't love me anymore, there was no way he'd be that indifferent.

And yet, that day, he just stood there. Watched. Let the crocodiles get to Jace before stepping in.

There had to be a reason.

For a month after Hayden's death, I replayed that moment over and over, trying to piece it together. If it wasn't about Hayden, maybe it was about Jace. Jace frowned. "You're asking me?"

My eyes flicked to his arm-the one that still hadn't healed. "If he didn't save you right away, there must've been reason."

His tone turned sharp. "What are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying it's weird. You two were allies against Hernan and Bruno, right? But when your life was on the line, he hesitated. Doesn't that strike you as... off?"

"I don't understand it either," he said stiffly. "But it doesn't matter. Hayden's gone. He can't explain himself."

Fair. Hayden was gone. And Jace wasn't about to give me the truth either-I'd known that before I even asked. But I couldn't help pushing, testing him.

I didn't know why Hayden had waited, but it wasn't simple.

Maybe his hatred for the Johnstons ran too deep to

the money, take it. Just...

voice was

bother you so much if I get involved with Wayne? Is this about your pride? Scared of losing face if I end up with him?"

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admitted, his exhaustion bleeding through. "But that's not

reason.

heavily. "You heard what Wayne said, didn't you? His feelings for you- they're not all about love. To

me."

Jace saw, I'd already

wedge myself into the middle of their feud. If they tore each other apart, the Johnstons would never find peace. And only then could I take the revenge my parents-and Hayden-deserved. "If your goal is to destroy my family, I'll help you," Jace

he'd figured me

wanted to ask how he

didn't. I couldn't trust him-not

died. And even in a

had a hand

too many

me. How I live my life is

like that, I

back to my apartment. Before heading upstairs, I glanced up instinctively at my floor. My unit and the one

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