Chapter 339

Seeing Tanya refuse to accept reality, I sneered. "You don't believe me? Fine. I've known Jace for over ten years. We practically grew up together. I probably even know his bathroom schedule."

Tanya's face paled, her body swaying. She shook her head vehemently. "No, that's not possible. It's not like that."

"Don't believe me? Try it for yourself," I said coldly.

She stood frozen, then stumbled away, her steps shaky. Her erratic behavior troubled me. After hesitating, I called Jace.

He'd been dodging everyone's calls. "Rea," he answered.

Hearing his voice, I thought of those worried about Matthew's condition. Without thinking, I snapped, "Where the hell are you? How old are you that you're still pulling these disappearing acts?"

Silence fueled my frustration. "Jace Johnston!" I snapped again.

"You called just to yell at me?" His voice was low and weary.

I scoffed. "I'm not that bored."

"Right. I'm not even worth your time anymore," he replied, defeated.

His self-pity made my blood boil. "What's with the melodrama, Jace? Running off every time things get tough—who are you anymore?"

He laughed bitterly. "I'm human too. Even I need a break sometimes."

That surprised me. "Fine," I said, calmer but firm. "But clean up your mess before you disappear next time."

After a pause, Jace asked, "What happened with Tanya?"

I laughed bitterly. "She wants to get rid of the baby. And she had a nasty confrontation with Desmond's mother today."

"Is she trying to get herself killed?" Jace's voice hardened with anger.

His sudden anger left me speechless. The line went dead. I stared at my phone, realizing I hadn't mentioned Matthew.

"Why are you just standing there?" Hayden's voice startled me.

I looked at him, speechless.

"Mommy, that lady has blood on her butt," a child's voice piped up.

"Shh!" the mother hushed her.

I saw the mother and daughter staring at me.

Oh no.

I grabbed Hayden's arm. "My pants… they're stained."

He looked down. "You…"

Mortified, I buried my face in his arm. (It's my period)

Hayden quickly removed his t-shirt and tied it around my waist.

My eyes lingered on his bare chest—his muscles, his abs… Even though he was mine, this was the first time I'd seen him like this.

Suddenly, I felt a trickle of blood.

Oh no…