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

Chapter 686

"Returning the favor."

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Xander's reply was blunt, and I immediately caught the hifit of that earlier misunderstanding he had about me.

"So, you just happened to show up when I was in danger? Should I be suspicious you staged the whole thing?" I shot back, using his own accusation against him.

He didn't flinch, his eyes fixed on the road. "I'm sorry. I was wrong about you."

Wait-what? I froze. He'd figured it out that fast?

"Earlier, I overheard that fat guy on the phone. Today's setup was orchestrated by Wayne Johnston of RiverwaveCorp."

I froze. That guy had clearly mentioned Jace...

"You don't believe me?" He glanced my way briefly. "I recorded it."

Without missing a beat, he handed me his phone. The screen lit up, and I tapped the recording.

[Boss, it's done. Ms. Kay thinks it was Jace Johnston...]

My hand trembled slightly, but it wasn't fear-it was disbelief. Wayne had really gone this far?

It all added up now. Jace refusing to let me go must've pushed Wayne to the edge, desperate enough to pull something like this.

schemes had nearly taken him out. Back then, it was all about eliminating Hayden, Jace, and Steve in one go. I hadn't fully grasped just how far gone Wayne was even then. Wayne's obsession with me had spiraled into

have me,

extreme-might

the part of the charming, warm

been this

leaving me

stopped, Xander

was trying to

Wait, what?

headlights came rushing back. Honestly, I'd shoved that moment so

head-the car barreling toward me with clear intent. If it weren't for Xander, I would've been either dead or

actually try to

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crossed recently, at least not to that

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me out of my thoughts. He stepped out of the car, circled around, and opened

but the moment I put weight on my still-healing knee, It buckled. Xander grabbed my arm before I hit

mumbled, pulling my arm free once I'd steadied myself. Then I glanced at him. "Where are you hurt? What department are

and you'll find out," he said,

sighed and trailed

me straight to the emergency department and told me to wait while he handled the receptionist. It felt... off, like I was the one who needed help. He didn't even

could ask, a nurse called me over. Confused, I followed her into a treatment room. She gestured for me to sit down and