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His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband Chapter twenty.
Layla's POV.Sleep wouldn’t come.No matter how many times I turned on my side, tugged the blanket up, or adjusted the pillows, my body refused to rest. My mind, especially, refused to be quiet.I laid there staring at the ceiling, my heart still carrying the heat of the argument from earlier at the bar and the ridiculous stunt that I pulled.I could still see everything as clear as the day, it replayed in my head over and over again, focusing more on the damn girl and the way her fingers brushed Liam’s arm as if she had the right. And the way I had reacted…I sighed and rolled onto my side, pressing my face against the pillow. The embarrassment burned hot and fresh even now. I’d walked up there like a woman possessed, scolding a stranger like some jealous wife who’d caught her husband flirting.It wasn’t dignified, It wasn’t me.But it had felt… inevitable.I couldn't help myself.The image of her touching him, smiling like she owned the moment, like she knew she had his attention,
His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband Chapter nineteen.
Layla's POV.The moment I stepped back into the bar, I knew I should’ve stayed in my room.Liam was exactly where I left him, except this time, she was still there, and she’d gotten even more comfortable, her hand was already resting on his arm, her fingers brushing against his sleeve like they had every right to be there.And why the fucking hell is he smiling at her? Like he's comfortable with all that she's doing?Something inside me snapped just a little.I stopped just beyond the doorway, my breath catching before I could steady it. The light caught on his jawline as he turned his head slightly to listen to her, that freaking smile hadn't left his face, and even from across the room, I could tell the smile she was giving him too was the kind that said 'I’m not going anywhere.'My first instinct was to turn around, pretend I never saw any of it, go back to my room and email him about the conference. But my feet didn’t move. They stayed planted, stubbornly frozen, as I stood there
His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband Chapter eighteen.
Layla's POV.The corridor upstairs was quiet except for the soft click of my heels as I hurried my step towards my room.I was still replaying the scene in the bar in my mind... The way that woman had leaned into Liam, the polite, unreadable expression on his face... He couldn't even push her away.I hated how much space the memory took up in my head. It shouldn’t have mattered.But it did.I just needed to make it to my room, take a long shower, and forget the entire evening ever happened.I rounded the corner toward the bank of elevators and nearly collided with someone stepping out.“Whoa... sorry!” a man’s voice exclaimed.I blinked, stepping back. The stranger straightened, brushing invisible lint from his suit jacket, and then his eyes widened as our eyes met.“Layla?”For a second, I didn’t place him. Then it clicked. “Marcus?”He broke into a broad grin. “Marcus Heller! From the London Summit five years ago. You chaired that sustainability panel, remember?”I laughed, a little
His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband Chapter seventeen.
Layla's POV.When I finally opened my eyes, the room was dark. For a few seconds, I couldn’t remember where I was... Then it came back: the flight, the hotel, the exhaustion that had folded over me like a heavy blanket.I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes. My phone on the nightstand blinked; the time read 8:47 p.m. I had slept the whole afternoon away.Liam had actually said that I won't be caught outside today again and he had been right, lol.I was about to lay back down when my stomach rumbled slightly.A sigh left my lips. “Wonderful. Jet-lagged and starving,” I muttered.My muscles felt stiff, my mind foggy. I needed air... movement, anything to keep me from curling back under the sheets and thinking too much. The idea of a walk sounded harmless enough.I slipped into a simple dress, tied my hair back loosely, and stepped into a pair of flats. The hallway outside was quiet except for the faint sound of voices and buzzing noises from down the stairs. I didn’t even bring my phone; I j
His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband Chapter sixteen.
Layla's POV.Something soft brushed my cheek.At first, I thought I was dreaming, until I felt it again, I could perceive the faint scent of cologne strangely close to me."Layla." I suddenly heard a voice call out to me in a very hushed tone. "Wake up. We’ve landed.”My eyes fluttered open. For a disoriented second, all I saw was him... Liam, close, far too close, his face inches from mine. His dark hair had fallen slightly forward, his gaze steady and focused, and the way he looked at me made my heart skip several necessary beats.He leaned back slowly, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “You sleep like someone who hasn’t rested in weeks.”I straightened, trying to gather my composure. “I didn’t realize I fell asleep.”“You did,” he said, unbuckling his seat belt. “Right after the second movie started. You even mumbled something about someone.” My heart missed a skip, please tell me I didn't mention his name in my sleep? "I was a little too tired, please tell me I d
His regret; Too late to love me now ex-husband Chapter fifteen.
Layla's POV.The moment I stepped into the plane, I knew this flight was going to feel endless.I’d seen Liam at the airport terminal before boarding, we’d exchanged polite greetings in front of Adrian and the staff who came to see us off. But the polite distance between us had been a fragile act; underneath it, my heart had been racing.Now we were seated side by side in first class, and every inch of the space between us felt charged.I pretended to be absorbed in the company documents on my tablet, but I hadn’t read a single line. My mind was everywhere, anywhere but on the glowing screen in front of me.Every so often, I could feel him glance my way.Not openly, not enough to call attention, but enough to make my pulse react. “You surprised me,” He finally spoke after what felt like forever.I turned slightly, forcing myself to be calm to the sound of his voice. “How?”“Joining the trip.” His mouth curved faintly, that half-smile that always did something to me. “I thought you we
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