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152 Five A.M. Mistake
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The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 155 Is Haylee Acting Weird?
(Serena)The streets are already buzzing by the time I swing by Haylee’s apartment.I’d planned to head straight to the bakery, but figured I’d try my luck at a surprise pitstop.If she’s hungover, she’ll be at home. If she’s not home, no harm done.I text her from the car:I’m downstairs. Buzz me up.Haylee: Wait…what?! Gimme two seconds!The door unlocks and I head up the stairs.I knock once as I push the door open. “Hey, you left early...”Haylee is in a massive hoodie, sleeves pulled over her hands, her hair up in a tragic pineapple bun. “I did but I came home and crashed out till about ten minutes ago.”“You feeling better?”“I think I preferred when I was still drunk. You heading to the bakery?” she asks.“Yep. But I was hoping you’d help plan the grand opening of the new one. I’ll have a soft launch to make sure things are running smoothly.”Haylee nods, eyes still half-lidded, sipping. “I can do that. I mean, yeah. Just let me… sober up mentally. And I can think of planning.”
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 154 Dinner and Deals
(Serena)Ronan’s office is on the top floor of a sleek glass building with his name on the wall outside. Of course it is.Rich men seem to like it this way.I smile. I guess I’ll do the same when I can afford to own a skyscraper for my multitude of bakeries I’ll have.I step out of the elevator, already bracing myself for the kind of overdesigned, hypermodern vibe guys like him usually go for.But it’s… warm. Polished concrete floors, curved glass, and rich wood paneling. The kind of understated wealth that doesn’t need to scream about itself.His secretary is alert and smiles at me. “He’s waiting in the office, Mrs. Hale. Go right in.”“Call me Serena,” I say and smile back.He’s at the far end of his huge office, by the windows, phone to his ear and framed by the skyline.He sees me, smiles, and ends the call.“Morning, boss,” he says, gesturing toward the two chairs by his desk. “Coffee, water, champagne?”I roll my eyes. “Coffee, obviously.”“Head a little spongey?”“Just a little
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 153 I Need My Own Space
(Serena)I wake up to an empty bed.I smile to myself. Classic Haylee.She probably woke up at dawn as usual, needing coffee and went straight home to die in her own bed.I’ll call her later.My head is pounding and my mouth feels like it has wall to wall carpet installed.I check my phone: 7:42 a.m. One unread message from the group chat… just a fire emoji from Marcy.I grin. Last night was great. I feel renewed in many ways. I certainly feel like I know how I want to move my life forward, at least for now.We survived tequila and late-night secrets.I stretch, yawn, and pad over to the bathroom, brushing my teeth while avoiding looking too hard at my reflection.I look down and my eyes lock onto men’s underwear on the floor.Ewww. Wes must have dropped them.I back away. Mom can deal with those. I’m not touching them.I go to the toilet, pop back to wash my hands and head for the breakfast.Downstairs, the smell of toast and coffee greets me like a warm hug.Mom’s already at the tab
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 152 Five A.M. Mistake
(Haylee)My bladder wakes me before my brain does.I groan, roll over… straight over the edge of the bed and wince. “Ow… what the hell…”For a second, I don’t know where I am.Then I see the faded ceiling stars. Serena’s old room.Right. I’m at the Langley house. Oh… dancing, tequila, sambuca and Wes driving us back here. It’s all like a flashback dream not like it actually happened.My phone screen lights up as I grab it to look at the time. 5:04 a.m. Great.My body thinks it’s time to die and my bladder thinks it’s the Indy 500.I shove up off the floor.I don’t need lights. I’ve been coming here since I was ten. I could walk this floor plan drunk. Which, clearly, I still am.The toilet is across the hall, just next to the upstairs bathroom. I fumble the door open, bump the wall, and stifle a giggle.Afterward, I head straight into the bathroom to wash my hands The overhead light is already on, but my brain assumes it’s one of those ‘nightlight for safety’ things.I pump the soap, r
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 151 You Want Stability? I Am It
(James)The boardroom is full.Every major investor who matters is represented here.Key partners in global tech, encrypted defense, AI transport logistics. Quiet power players, each with their own empires, here to check the pulse of mine.To my left and right, my trusted executive team… Theo, Arden, Felix, Leo, Camilla, and Ezra… sit composed.Either side of the table closest to me, the Hales: my father Charles, my Uncle Victor, my cousins Elliott and Brandon.All here to present an image of stability.But I know what this is. It’s a test.They want to see if I’m going to do as I’m told.I stand.“You’ve all seen the media coverage. Heard the whispers. People calling this a destabilization of Hale Industries. A fracture. Some even speculating about my future as CEO of Hale.”A few glances exchange down the table. Some amused. Some cautious.“It’s noise,” I continue, voice calm, direct. “This is a press narrative crafted by people with very personal agendas. People who are personal to
The Billionaire Married Me, Then Forgot How to Love Me 150 Get Out Of My Way
(James)The jet hums around us like a beast waiting to strike.I left Serena’s house and came right to my jet. Leaving is not an option.I’m looking a little worse for wear after my drainpipe climb but it was worth it. I’ll shower in my private airport bedroom suite.I’ll do anything to stay relevant in Serena’s life.Not control it but be a part of it she doesn’t want to lose. But I need to get my shit sorted and I’m only scratching the surface of this at the coming meetings.But it’s a start.Geneva is where we’re headed, for god only knows how long. As long as it takes to get their faith back.As long as it takes to get my father and uncle to see I’m not their puppet.Arden Vale, COO at Hale Enterprises, sits across from me, tablet in hand, eyes sharp.Felix Song, Chief Legal Counsel, is reading a legal brief, eyes narrowed behind his glasses.Leo Duran, Chief of Tech, is running code on three devices simultaneously while Ezra lounges with all the attitude of a Gen Z prophet who a
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