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.

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

staring at the bills. "Why

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

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

just shook her head, her voice flat. "There's no way out. I have to take revenge-for

been through, how could I tell her

seen her wounds. I'd heard her stories. Those people had broken her,

table: Demi hadn't wanted risotto or pork

left her alone and headed to Hayden's

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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

how bad it actually was. My chest tightened as they worked,

voice broke through, stopping the doctors

eyes flicked to me. "Come here," he said

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

this much pain, he didn't want