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

Chapter 927

No girl could resist a gesture of kindness, especially when it came with a dessert

“Can I sit for a moment?” Keira asked the girl, seeking her permission even though this was her place.

“Of course. You’re the owner here, right?” she replied, recognizing Keira immediately.

Keira glanced down at her work apron, smiling lightly, “How did you guess? Is it written on my face?”

“You look even better in person than in the photos,” the girl said candidly, studying her with

an open gaze.

Keira gave her a puzzled look. “Hmm?”

She pulled out her phone and opened a video. “This is how I found this place. It’s amazing.”

It turned out that a blogger had visited the café and shared a video and photos online. In his post, he wrote:

The air here is soft; it calins your weary heart as you breathe it in. The leaves on the trees are alive, reminding you that every day has its colors. The coffee is bittersweet, much like life, and the owner is a stranger who genuinely cares. When she greets you, she doesn’t say ‘hello‘; she says ‘May the heavens bless you.‘

Reading those words, Keira felt a sudden sting in her nose, her eyes prickling with emotion.

At first, she had started this café to heal herself, never imagining it would also heal so many

others in need.

been her way of honoring Jace and Abbott Levinsky. Yet, it became a source of comfort and care for those who

when you did something sincerely, without pretense, everything naturally

that moment, Keira understood why people left their phones

also wrote a story. He said he had lost his job and broken up with his girlfriend, and suddenly life felt meaningless. He wandered aimlessly, looking for a place

spot, where he caught the scent of coffee in the air. He thought, since he was about to end

he got here, there wasn’t a single guest

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reading or on her phone–Just sitting there, looking at

trees.

and she didn’t notice him. Curious, he walked

a

remembered that boy. He wasn’t very tall, had beautiful European–style double eyelids, but his face was dotted with acne. When he looked

he drank the coffee and left a 100–yuan bill. On it, he’d written four words:

had never imagined that those four simple words could save a life.

returned inside, Hayden noticed the smile on her face. “Why so happy?” he

a hug,” Keira said,

chin gently brushing against the top of her head. ‘ What’s up,

heavens bless you,” Kiera whispered to him.

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