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

Chapter 999

Hayden gave her an unwavering sense of security and endless emotional support. If depression ever tried to knock on her door, he wouldn’t even let it in.

He carefully laid out the couplet paper and prepared the ink for her. He even set up a camera on the side, ready to document the moment.

“What should I write?” Keira asked, staring at the blank red banners in front of her.

“Whatever you want. Anything is fine,” Hayden replied easily, the picture of a doting husband, fully embracing her freedom to decide.

Keira glanced around the courtyard, at the people sitting alone, lost in thought. A wave of emotion washed over her, and inspiration struck.

She picked up the brush and wrote the couplet:

“Though the courtyard holds no feast, it warms the heart.

As long as the heart seeks the sun, warmth is everywhere.”

The horizontal inscription: “You and I Welcome Spring.”

When Keira finished, she looked up at Hayden. He was smiling.

Keira frowned instantly. “You’re not allowed to laugh at me.”

soul,” he said as he gently took the brush from her hand. “And

every way possible. Later, when she lived with the Johnston family, they asked if she wanted to continue learning, but back then, she was just a guest in their house. She knew her

the skills she had learned–all those traces remained. Even now, when she picked up a brush again, her hand

handed it to her. She realized he had recorded the entire process of decorating

you to feel like

understood her.

dried, they stepped outside to put up the couplets.

to be part of something, but the courtyard guests, who had been sitting in solitude moments

and Keira quickly turned into a lively group effort. A young girl even mentioned that she knew

skilled, and the patterns she cut were intricate and

BON

delighted, falling in

shifted completely. The loneliness and melancholy from before were swept away, replaced by laughter and

suddenly struck

you all have time, why don’t we make dumplings together for New Year’s?”

hesitated,

a little push. “My wife loves dumplings. Just think of it as helping her out.”

everyone

some prepared the filling, others rolled the wrappers, and

started sharing bits of their lives–hardships they hadn’t spoken about before, the struggles of spending the New

they finished, evening