Semua Bab CEO'S RUN AWAY EX IS SEXY DOCTOR: Bab 41 - Bab 50

(Lily’s POV).I gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring out at the quiet, empty street through the windshield. My heart was pounding, and I could feel the anger radiating through me like waves. My confrontation with Susan was still fresh in my mind, her smug, victorious expression as she flaunted that ring on her finger. She had done it on purpose, wanting to hurt me, to remind me of my place—or lack of one, according to her. And what made it worse, what burned even deeper, was the cold, hard truth behind her words. Isaac was serious about her. Serious enough to put a ring on her finger, to make a commitment he’d never offered me. And while he was busy promising forever to someone else, he was playing games with Ayla, breaking promises to her in the cruelest ways possible. A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I thought about how he couldn’t even keep a simple promise to show up for his own daughter’s treatments. How had I been so foolish? How had I ever believed he’d change?The w

(Susan’s POV).I watched from the shadowed corner, my gaze fixed on Isaac and Lily, my ears straining to catch every word they said. My heart pounded with an unfamiliar, bitter rage that only seemed to grow with each sentence. It was like I couldn’t look away, no matter how much I wanted to leave, to shake off the strange, sick feeling twisting in my stomach.Isaac's voice was low, gentle even. He spoke to her with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Why is he talking to her like that? I thought bitterly. Lily’s face was a picture of vulnerability, her eyes wide and full of emotions I couldn’t decipher. She doesn’t deserve that kindness from him. She’s only ever brought him pain.Then I heard him say it. Isaac wanted to help her. The words were like a slap to my face. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks as his intention sank in, and the pain transformed into something sharper, angrier. How could he even think of helping her? After everything she’s done?“What is he thinking?” I

(Susan’s POV).The hospital loomed ahead, its sterile walls glowing faintly under the evening lights. I parked my car and sat there for a moment, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My heart pounded relentlessly, the sound of it almost drowning out the whirlwind of thoughts in my head. “I have to do this,” I whispered to myself, the words tasting like venom on my tongue. “She can’t be in Isaac’s life. She’s… she’s just a mistake. A mistake that will ruin everything.”My breath hitched as the image of Ayla flashed in my mind—her innocent face, her soft voice. I tried to block it out, to remind myself of the stakes. If Ayla stayed, Isaac would find out the truth. He’d go to Lily, and I’d lose him forever. I stepped out of the car, my heels clicking against the pavement as I walked toward the hospital. My heart raced with every step, my resolve wavering but still strong enough to keep me moving forward. Inside, the smell of antiseptic hit me, sharp

(Isaac’s POV).As much as I hated her statement, she was right. I had to recover first if I wanted to help Ayla, because if I was in a state that had just had a heart attack even if it was only a short one, I still had to be healthy.I breathe in and out slowly, encouraging myself to think long and hard for Ayla's sake and so that I can get Lily back.“All right, then” I muttered through gritted teeth. “I’ll rest.” Emma exhaled audibly, her shoulders relaxing slightly. “Thank you, sir. It’s for the best.” I didn’t reply, letting my silence speak for my reluctance. Every fiber of my being wanted to bolt out of this room and get to Ayla, but I couldn’t afford to collapse in the process. I glanced around the room, looking for my phone. It wasn’t on the side table or anywhere within sight. “Emma,” I said, my voice low, “where’s my phone?” Her gaze darted to the floor for a fraction of a second before she answered, “The doctor instructed no electronic devices during your recovery.

(Isaac’s POV).The moment my plan crystallized, a wave of impatience overtook me. My hands itched to act, and the weight of urgency pressed hard on my chest. Ayla had to be with me. It wasn’t just about keeping Lily from leaving—it was about ensuring that Ayla was safe and within reach for the transplant. I grabbed my phone and dialed my secretary. “Mr. Isaac,” her voice came through crisply. “Listen carefully,” I began, my tone leaving no room for hesitation. “I need you to go to Ayla’s daycare immediately and bring her here. Tell the caretaker it’s a personal request from me. I want no delays.” There was a brief pause on the line before she replied. “Understood, sir. I’ll handle it.” I exhaled, my grip on the phone loosening slightly. “Thank you. Call me the moment you’re on your way back.” “Yes, Mr. Isaac.” As I hung up, a mixture of anticipation and nervous energy coursed through me. My eyes kept flicking to the clock on the wall as I paced my office. The minutes fe