Chapter 42
It was the bluntest thing I’d ever said.
Hayden looked slightly stunned, then replied in a super chill tone, “You’re overthinking it.
I did not say anything.
He turned around and started cutting the watermelon, arranging each piece on the plate like little soldiers ready for inspection.
Looking at the perfectly cut watermelon, I suddenly felt this weird urge to snoop around his room. “Why aren’t you eating? Just staring at it won’t help,” Macy teased as she walked over.
Macy was such a character–hands on hips when scolding, but super caring and gentle when she showed concern. She could crack a dirty joke like nobody’s business.
“I was waiting for you. You really stood up for me earlier,” I said playfully, handing her the biggest piece of watermelon.
Macy didn’t hesitate. She took a bite and said, “Sweet, but I can’t have too much. My blood sugar’s high.”
I started on my piece, but Hayden went back to his room and stayed there.
When it was time for dinner, he left again. I wanted to ask if he was going to eat, but he moved so fast, I didn’t get the chance.
Macy huffed beside me. “Hayden’s so aloof. He only acts this way because he’s got a thing for you. ‘Acting what way?‘ I wondered.
I didn’t ask, but his massage had worked wonders. After a good night’s sleep, my foot felt fine.
The next morning, the place was eerily quiet, like it was deserted.
Still in my spaghetti–strap nightgown, I opened the door and was immediately met by two pairs of eyes at the table outside.
Hayden quickly looked away after a few seconds, and I noticed his ears turning red again.
I glanced down at my outfit and felt my face heat up.
Macy waggled her eyebrows, and I knew exactly what she meant, but it wasn’t true,
“Heartbroken, huh?” Macy clucked her tongue. “Best remedy is to
I couldn’t help but think, This granny is really open–minded.”
I pursed my lips. “I just want some peace and quiet for now.”
find a new guy.”
Macy let out a long sigh. “Some opportunities only come once in a lifetime. But it’s up to you.”
She got up to wash her bowl, leaving me alone to finish my soup.
After breakfast, I took off on my bike without checking if Hayden was out or still in his room.
When I came back that evening, Macy was humming a tune, clearly in high spirits.


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