Semua Bab Discarded By The Billionaire: His Biggest Mistake: Bab 81 - Bab 90

**Hayes’ Pov**What the hell just happened?I went into that room for a simple talk. I had seen the way Leylie was looking at me lately, those big, expressive eyes filled with so much sadness and hidden anger, and I just wanted to clear the air between us. I wanted to tell her I was still angry about the lies, but I also couldn’t keep treating her like she didn’t exist.But the second I touched her chin, all my logic disappeared. If Ellie hadn’t walked in when she did, I would have had Leylie right there against the wall, and I wouldn’t have regretted a single second of it.Why does she affect me like this? Why does one look from her make me forget every rule I’ve ever made for myself?I stepped into my home office and collapsed into the leather chair, staring up at the ceiling and trying to catch my breath. My heart was still racing. My body was still hard and aching from how close we had come.A light knock sounded at the door. It pushed open just an inch, and Ellie peeked in. “Can

**Leylie’s POV**The evening breeze was cold and windy, tugging at the scarf tied around my neck as I stood outside Grace’s apartment building. I hadn't spoken to her since that morning I’d screamed at her, blaming her for everything that had gone wrong with Hayes.I could have gone to my new apartment, the one I’d paid for with the money Hayes paid me in the club, but the thought of those empty, silent rooms terrified me. I didn't want to be alone with my thoughts. I needed my best friend.I climbed the stairs to her floor and reached for my keys, sliding the metal into the lock, but it wouldn't turn. My brows furrowed in confusion. I tried again, jiggling the handle, but it was stuck. Did she change the locks? Suddenly, the door swung open from the inside. I froze, coming face-to-face with a total stranger.She was striking, with hair as dark as midnight and sharp hazel eyes that scanned me with immediate suspicion. She leaned against the doorframe, her expression hard."Who are

**Hayes’ POV**The pediatrician’s office smelled like cherry cough syrup mixed with that cleaner they use in the hospitals. The walls were covered in posters of smiling animals and superheroes, but none of it helped the knot twisting tighter in my stomach. I sat on cushioned wooden chair, my right knee bouncing up and down without me telling it to. I couldn’t stop it. Every few seconds I caught myself doing it and forced my foot flat on the floor, only for the bouncing to start again a moment later.Ava perched on the exam table, her little legs swinging slowly back and forth. The sparkly pink sneakers I’d bought her last month caught the light every time they moved. She kept her head down, staring at those shoes, her fingers twisting and twisting the bottom of her yellow dress until the fabric bunched up in her fists. Since that single word she’d screamed in the hallway, she hadn’t made another sound. Dr. Aris sat on her rolling stool, gray hair pulled back neatly, watching both of

**Leylie’s POV**The early morning air stung my cheeks, but I didn’t care. I hadn’t slept more than thirty minutes all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Finnian’s red Rolls-Royce and Ellie sliding into the passenger seat like she belonged there.I wasn’t going to let them destroy Hayes. Not without a fight.I walked straight up to the front door and pressed the bell; the loud sound cut through the quiet morning.The door opened fast.Ellie stood there in a pale blue silk robe, her red hair messy like she’d just climbed out of bed. Her eyes widened the second she saw me.What, is she the butler now?“Hi, Ellie,” I said, letting a wide smile curve my lips. The kind of smile that promised trouble.She gripped the doorframe. “Wh—what are you doing here?”I tilted my head, pretending to be confused. “I work here. Remember?”“But… you left. With your suitcase. Two days ago. We thought—”“So what?” I cut her off and stepped forward, forcing her to back up or get knocked over. “I’m ba

**Leylie’s POV**I stood there with my arms crossed tight, back against the wall, staring her down. My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my teeth, but I kept my face stone-cold.“Mrs. Doyle,” I said again, slow and clear.Melissa—because that’s who she really was—tried to laugh. It came out dry and broken, cracking right in the middle. “Mrs. Doyle? Are you going insane?” She tried to pull that fragile, wide-eyed victim look again, shoulders slumping, but her hands were shaking, and her face had gone sheet-white.Checkmate, bitch!I didn’t smile. I just stared at her, showing her that I knew every single thing, and she could not deny it again. "Don’t play dumb with me," I said to her, my voice calm. I didn't move an inch from the wall. “I heard every word of your phone call. Every single word. I heard your little 'status report' to Finnian. I know exactly who you are now.”Her eyes flew wide open until I could see the whites all around the green. She realized in that seco