Chapter hundred and sixty one.

Layla's POV. My heart didn’t just skip a beat; it stumbled. It tripped over itself in the most unsettling way as that single word echoed inside my head, louder than it had any right to be.London.It shouldn’t have done that to me.It shouldn’t have meant anything beyond geography, beyond business expansion, beyond the natural growth of a company that was steadily climbing its way into relevance.But it did, and I hated that it did. Because in that single moment, everything I had been carefully building, my composure and focus, my sense of control... threatened to crack under the weight of memories I had sworn to bury. I forced my fingers to tighten around the handle of my office door, steadying my breathing as I turned slowly to face my assistant fully.“Which company?” I asked again, my voice quieter now, and really more controlled than I felt inside.She seemed to notice the shift in my tone, because her expression softened slightly.“Apex Meridian Group,” she said.I listened

Chapter hundred and sixty two.

Layla's POV.By the time I stepped out of the office that evening, I was too exhausted to even stand. But then, I didn't want to go home immediately too. I knew if I did, I would end up alone with my thoughts, and lately, that had become a dangerous place to linger too long, especially now that my attention had been drawn back to London.So instead, I told my driver to take a turn.To the one place that had somehow become… distracting.The bar.The car came to a stop right outside the bar, and I stepped out.My eyes moved instinctively toward the counter as I walked in and there Donald was.Seeing how busy he was made me realize how much he might have grown used to this new life of his, this version of himself that still surprised me every time I saw it.For a brief second, I just stood there watching him, I still find it really hard to believe that the arrogant careless man who didn't care about anything but his ego has really turned into this person.He noticed me almost immediat

Chapter hundred and sixty three.

Layla's POV. I sat behind my desk, flipping through a set of documents.A soft knock suddenly sounded on my door.“Come in,” I said without looking up immediately.The door opened gently.“Ma’am…” I heard Nora’s voice.I lifted my gaze.She stepped inside, but something about her expression made me pause, my fingers stilling against the paper I was holding.There was tension written all over her. “What is it dear?” I asked, placing the document down slowly.She hesitated.Just for a second before she sighed.“My ex-husband is here,” she said.Ah. Ofcourse.I straightened slightly in my chair, my initial instinct kicking in immediately.“Alright,” I said, already pushing my chair back slightly as I prepared to stand. “Let’s... I suddenly stopped mid motion as a thought hit me. I leaned back slowly instead, my eyes settling on Nora again as something shifted quietly inside me.“No,” I said.She blinked.“Ma’am?”“I won’t be handling this,” I said calmly.Confusion flickered across he

Chapter hundred and sixty four.

Layla's POV.I didn’t speak or move as the drama unfolded. I just simply watched Nora, and also the man who had so much to say to her few minutes ago, and now he's the one pleading. Suddenly, Nora bursted into laughter. “Didn’t you say I was running errands here?” she asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him.I leaned back slightly in my chair, folding my arms loosely as I allowed myself to sink deeper into the moment, my eyes never leaving them.Nora didn’t stop.“Oh, I remember,” she continued, her voice was still calm although laced with something far more dangerous now. “You said no one would hire me, didn’t you?”He opened his mouth, then closed it again.“I should just stay home,” she added, mimicking his tone with eerie precision. “Take care of the house. Be a ‘good wife.’”Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “But look at me now.”“I tried to build something for myself,” she continued, her voice was rising slightly with every word. “And you shut me down every single

Chapter hundred and sixty five.

Layla's POV.Two days.That was what the doctor had said during my last visit.Two days until my expected delivery date, the thought alone had been enough to keep me awake most nights, not out of fear exactly, but out of the overwhelming weight of what was coming, what was waiting for me just beyond the thin veil of time I was now standing behind.And this morning, as I stood in the middle of my bedroom, staring at the open suitcase on the bed, that weight felt heavier than ever.Because this time... There was no more planning, or imagining, it was here.I carefully folded the last few items and placing them into the bag, my hands pausing every now and then as I tried to steady my breathing, my emotions that seemed to shift too quickly for me to keep up with.I made sure to pack clothes, baby items, everything I might need.Everything I could think of.And yet... It still didn’t feel like enough.What if I forgot something?What if something went wrong?What if... I stopped myself.

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Chapter hundred and sixty one.

Chapter hundred and sixty two.

Chapter hundred and sixty three.

Chapter hundred and sixty four.

Chapter hundred and sixty five.