Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right

I didn’t expect Macy to play matchmaker for me. Hayden’s cold, indifferent face flashed in my mind. Recalling his direct and emotionless refusal to switch

I agreed, but it was just a casual remark; I didn’t take it seriously.

After breakfast, I borrowed a bicycle from Macy and spent the day riding around Chiverton.

When I returned to the rented house, it was already evening, and I had a sketchbook in addition to what I had left with in the morning.

I loved drawing. Before my parents passed away, they had enrolled me in dance classes, drawing classes, and even harp lessons. These all ended whe

Today, besides exploring, I completed a drawing of the current Chiverton. My parents had always wanted to come back and see the place, but since they

“Keira, why are you just getting back?” Macy came over as soon as she saw me, then gave me a knowing look.

I was a bit puzzled. “Macy…”

“Hayden is back. I already talked to him,” she said, modding toward Hayden’s room..

I remembered her matchmaking plan from the morning and chuckled. “You actually told him? I was just kidding.”

“You shouldn’t joke about such things,” she replied seriously. “Anyway, I told him.”

“And what did he say?” I asked casually as I parked the bike.

“He said he wants to talk to you in person,” Macy said, nudging me with a smile full of anticipation.”

There’s a chance.”

I laughed too. “If it works out, I’ll treat you to a wedding feast.”

“Deal,” she replied earnestly. “Now go freshen up. I’ll tell Hayden to get ready too.”

“There’s no need for that. It’s not like we haven’t seen each other before,” I said, thinking about how we had both seen each other in our most unguarded Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“That’s different. This is a formal meeting,” she insisted, making me laugh even more.

I had to admit, I was genuinely happy here. Being able to wander freely, sketch as I wished, and speak my mind made me feel truly free.

Despite Macy’s Insistence, I went to my room and flopped onto the bed without freshening up. I pulled out my phone, which had been buzzing with notifi

My heart sank when I saw that Demi was the one who had sent me messages.

I had been hoping for a message from Jace. Not that I wanted an apology or reconciliation, but He didn’t even care where I was after I vanished without

Even if he only saw me as a family member or a colleague, with no romantic feelings, shouldn’t he be worried enough to ask? Like Wayne, who had called me from another country after hearing the news.

But Jace hadn’t.

I opened Demi’s messages–there were several.

Demi: [Keira, is it true you didn’t get the marriage license with Mr. Johnston? What happened?]

Demi: [People at the company are saying Mr. Johnston was cheating on you. Was it the woman he was hugging that day?]

Demi: [Keira, where are you?]

Demi: [Did you run away? Don’t do anything rash. There are plenty of men out there.]

Demi: [Keira, please respond. I’m really worried about you.]

Seeing her flurry of messages and the crying emoji at the end, I decided to reply: [Don’t worry. Don’t overthink or speculate. Just focus on work. I’ll be back soon.]

Demi replied instantly: [What happened with you and Mr. Johnston?]

I responded with two words: [Don’t worry.]

As Demi’s status showed she was typing, Macy called from outside, “Keira, are you ready?”