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

Chapter 901

When Keira first learned that Jace had entered the Carthusian monastery, she didn’t understand. She even thought he was doing it for Abbot Levinsky or because he had become disillusioned with life after the family turmoil.

Only now did she realize he knew his time was limited. He had gone there to spend the remainder of his days in peace.

Jace lived his life with pride and abandon. He had stood at the pinnacle, admired by all, and had also fallen from grace when love led him astray. He had once gone to extremes to win her back and later turned against his own brother to protect her.

His life was brief–only a third as long as others‘–but it burned brightly, full of passion and color.

No matter how much it hurt, no matter how much she missed him, he was gone.

When Gavin arrived and learned of Jace’s passing, tears streamed down his face. Then, in a sudden outburst, he slapped himself twice. “It’s all my fault. How could I not have noticed something was wrong with him?”

“Yesterday, he called me,” Gavin choked out, his voice thick with emotion. “He gave me instructions about a few things and asked me to come see him today.”

Even to Gavin, he hadn’t mentioned a word about leaving. He didn’t want anyone to worry about him. Not even Keira.

He left no letters for her, no lingering words.

Perhaps when he decided to go, he had already let go of her, of their shared past.

Or maybe, he didn’t want to leave her with anything that could become a burden.

one she had known. He

much she grieved or longed for

in the mountains and forests, where he could

loved.

passing, Keira’s courtyard was finally ready. She named it

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chat. Laughter filled the air, but there was

the first cup of tea

with his usual warm energy. Aside from his congratulations, he

arranged by Mr. Johnston before his passing,” Gavin explained, presenting the documents. “This includes his Swiss bank accounts, funds invested under your

all of this money is clean. It has no connection to the Johnston family or Wayne. It’s purely the

refused at the time. Now, she

it,” she said firmly.

knew her character well. He sighed, his voice tinged with guilt. “It’s my fault. If it weren’t for me, Mr. Johnston might not have met his end like this.

night he took her to that house, believing he

him. “It was our fate to only share part of the journey. We weren’t meant to walk

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troubled. After a moment, he said, “President Kay, when you get married, make sure to let me know. Mr. Johnston left you a wedding gift. It’s something he prepared long ago, but it can