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

Chapter 722

Chapter 722

I instinctively hid the bag behind my back, which only made the two men chuckle as they stepped into the elevator.

When the doors closed, I turned toward Demi's room. But after a few steps, unease hit me like a punch in the gut. Something was off.

I spun around, staring at the elevator doors. My heart was pounding before I even realized I was running.

"Demi!" I yelled, shoving her door open.

She blinked at me, startled. "What's wrong?"

Nothing had happened-at least not to me. But the fear that something might've happened to her had me panicked.

Seeing her sitting there, fine, I exhaled sharply and stepped inside. As I went to set the food on her bedside table, my eyes caught something-a fat stack of cash. Hush money.

My stomach churned as it clicked. Those two men had been here to make sure Demi stayed quiet.

money away?" Demi's voice was steady,

at the bills. "Why did

blankly at the ceiling. "Because taking it makes them think I'll keep my mouth shut. It's the only way I'll get

in me. "Demi, we don't have to go back. We'll figure out another way,

"There's no way out. I

argue. After everything she'd been through, how could I tell

heard her stories. Those people had broken her, and she had every

wanted risotto or pork belly-she just needed space to deal with her

her alone and headed to Hayden's

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for something from him wouldn't get much out of coma patient. When I walked in, two doctors were hovering over

how bad it actually was. My chest tightened as they worked, each cut and bruise making it

broke through, stopping the doctors

stepped aside as his eyes flicked

closer, rounding the bed. He grabbed my hand, pulling me down to sit beside

much pain, he didn't want me to see him