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.

this money away?" Demi's voice was steady, too

the bills. "Why did you take

them think I'll keep my mouth shut. It's the only way I'll get another

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

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

couldn't argue. After everything she'd been through, how could I tell her to just move

had broken

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

and headed

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unconscious. In the ICU access was tight, and anyone looking for something from him wouldn't get much out of coma

it actually was. My chest

voice broke through, stopping the

as his eyes flicked to me. "Come here,"

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

much pain, he didn't