Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right

That night, I slept like a rock until some noise outside yanked me awake.

It wasn’t Hayden talking, but some woman with a local accent.

From the sound of it, she wasn’t young. Younger women usually have soft, clear voices, while older women’s voices are heavier and rougher.

I had a knack for recognizing people by their voices, yet I couldn’t tell that the man I had loved for ten years was actually a jerk.

They say you only truly forget someone when you stop thinking about them all the time. Clearly, I wasn’t there yet. I still found myself thinking about Jace

I stayed in bed, straining to hear the conversation outside.

“Macy, where’s Hayden?” the woman asked..

“He left early this morning,” Macy replied, the sound of running water in the background.

“He left, huh? I thought he was still asleep,” the woman laughed lightly.

“Molly, why do you care if Hayden’s up or not? He doesn’t like you, so stop wasting your time,” Macy shot back, no sugar–coating.

Most people couldn’t handle that kind of bluntness, but Molly, standing outside the door, didn’t even flinch. She chuckled. “What do you know? Guys like

I snickered. Molly seemed pretty confident.

“Well, all I know is that he tossed you out like yesterday’s trash,” Macy’s sharp tongue didn’t let up.

“Ugh, what do you even know, you old hag?” Molly shot back, clearly annoyed.

“I know about self–respect and dignity,” Macy replied, earning my silent cheers.

“We’re neighbors. I’ve helped you a ton. If you can’t help me, at least don’t make things worse,” Molly tried to guilt–trip her.

Macy wasn’t having it. “Yeah, you’ve helped, but not out of kindness. You just wanted to see Hayden.

more.”

“Haha…” I stifled a laugh under the covers. Macy’s sharp wit was something to admire.

“Alright, enough of that. I heard you took in a pretty girl?” Molly asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Yeah, she’s got smooth, soft skin, Most importantly, she’s single and hasn’t married before. Even I find her delightful.”

Macy’s praise made me instinctively touch my skin. Indeed, it was smooth and soft.

“Is that so? I’d like to see her. Where is she?” As Molly spoke, I sat up.

It seemed she was here because she was worried I might steal Hayden’s attention,

I slipped my feet, polished toenails and all, into my slippers. My silk nightgown was a creamy color, with straps so thin they looked ready to snap any sec

Combined with my freshly woken, tousled hair, I exuded a sultry charm.

I opened the door, yawning as I stepped out. “Macy, your place has the worst soundproofing. I get woken up every day.”

As I said this, Molly was already staring at me, her eyes wide with surprise and envy, then jealousy and admiration.

Macy glanced at me. “Not much I can do. It’s a small place. I’ll close the door next time to keep out any unwanted guests.”

I chuckled to myself. “Thanks.”

I reached for my toothbrush and toothpaste on the sink rack. Next to mine was a military green toothbrush holder–definitely Hayden’s.

Mine was pink, his was green. His was bigger, mine was smaller. They actually looked pretty cute together. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

ם