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

at the bills. "Why

makes them think I'll keep my mouth shut. It's the only

me. "Demi, we don't have to go

flat. "There's no way out. I have

how could

her wounds. I'd heard her stories. Those people had broken her, and she had every right to want them

on the table: Demi hadn't wanted risotto or pork belly-she just needed space to

her alone and headed to Hayden's

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two men from earlier had me on edge, but no one had bothered him. It helped that he looked so convincingly unconscious. In the ICU access was tight, and anyone looking for something from him wouldn't get much out of coma patient. When I walked in, two doctors were hovering over him. My heart jumped, and I rushed closer, only to realize

seen him get hurt, but nothing prepared me for how bad it actually was. My chest tightened

Hayden's voice broke through,

eyes flicked to me. "Come here,"

He grabbed my hand, pulling me down to sit beside him. "Don't look," he murmured, his

didn't want me