Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right

In it, there was a man standing beside me, dressed in a tux, holding me close. I was in a wedding gown, glowing like a fairy–tale bride.

My smile was soft, joyful, like I was the happiest person in the world.

But his face… it was just a blank. No details, no features–nothing. The groom was a mystery.

Was it Jace? Had Wayne started this when I was planning to marry him? Maybe it was meant to be a gift for us.

Or… was it Wayne himself?

I had a strong feeling it was the latter.

The whole room was full of portraits of me–memories of my life. If I couldn’t figure out Wayne’s feelings after seeing all of this, then I was completely clueless. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Standing there, I felt a sinking realization. Wayne’s feelings for me ran way deeper than I ever realized. And they’d been there a lot longer than I’d imagined.

1 let out a heavy sigh. This room, filled with memories and emotions, was starting to feel stifling, making it hard to breathe.

To be loved–especially to be deeply loved by someone you don’t love back–can sometimes feel like a tremendous burden.

I couldn’t stay there anymore.

In the end, I hurriedly left the room.

In fact, I regretted staying here in Wayne’s villa, and I regretted even more discovering this secret of his.

But he probably wouldn’t know, right?

After all, he’d set a password on the door, never expecting me to get in.

With a hint of self–deception, I hurried downstairs, just as Lizzy was finishing up her cleaning. She looked

at me with a polite smile. “Miss Kay, is there anything else you need help with?”

“No, thank you,” I replied, my voice sounding hollow as I walked over to the couch and sat down.

My heartbeat was erratic, my thoughts scattered.

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my mood right away. “Are you… okay?”

I shook my head lightly.

She nodded toward a room on the first floor. “That room’s ready for you. You can rest if you like.”

“Alright. I’ll stay here for a bit.”

Lizzy didn’t press further. She gave me one last concerned look before leaving.

And with the silence came a growing unease. I didn’t want to be there anymore, but I couldn’t just leave. without a plan–especially not after everything that had happened.

I reached for my phone to call Jace, but before I could dial, my screen it up

It was the person I’d asked to check on Demi.

I answered quickly. “Did you find her?”

“Yes, Ms. Kay, we found her, but… The voice on the other end trailed off

My breath hitched. “But what? Where is she?”

“Ms. Kay… Ms. Young attempted suicide. She’s in the hospital now

The words hit me like a punch to the gut. My mind went blank

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“She’s stable, but her mental state isn’t good. As for why we’re still trying to figure that or

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I felt like I was drowning. “Are any of her family there? Can I talk to someone?

“Sure, I’ll see if I can put her mom on the line.”

A moment later, an older woman’s voice came on the line. It was low, careful. “Helo?