Inside the office.Dylan sat in his leather chair, staring at the door Layla had walked out of. He didn’t snap out of it for a long while. He didn’t even notice Lily calling his name over and over.Layla had come and gone so quickly, treating him with that cold, businesslike manner. Something felt off.Suddenly Lily’s face popped into view, annoyed that he was ignoring her.“Dylan, what are you thinking about?”He pressed his lips together, then finally muttered, “Nothing.”Usually, whenever Lily said she felt unwell, Layla would panic more than he did. Yet today Layla didn’t seem to care at all. She didn’t even look at him properly.It was the first time she had ever treated him that way.But Dylan didn’t dwell on it for long. His attention drifted back to Lily soon enough.…The villa.The master bedroom she had shared with Dylan was full of memories. Every item carried some trace of their life together.Anything that belonged to her, she had the housekeeper pack up.“Ma
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