The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Sometimes bad things would just pile up all at once.

After hanging up with Gregory, Paisley spent a little while playing with Serena in the room. After lunch, she was getting ready to put Serena down for a nap when the doorbell rang.

She opened the door to find Dominick there with Grayson.

"How did you even find me?" Paisley asked before she could stop herself. Then, she realized how silly the question was. With Dominick's connections, it was easy for him to find her address.

Plus, when Serena enrolled in the school, she'd had to fill out basic details, including their home address.

, As a board member at the school, Dominick could easily access that info.

Since it was the weekend and she hadn't planned to go out, Paisley was dressed pretty casually. She wore a simple pink loungewear set with a neckline that went down to her collarbones.

Her long hair fell naturally around her neck, accentuating her pale skin. One lock of hair even playfully slipped inside her shirt.

She wore no makeup. Her cheeks were soft and pink, and her long lashes fluttered as her eyes flickered with confusion.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on her as if she were glowing. Dominick stood there, froze for a moment, and took in the whole view. For a second, it felt like time had stopped.

"Can I help you with something?" Paisley's voice, cool and distant, broke the silence.

Dominick snapped back to reality, his tone just as distant. "Are we gonna talk at the door like this?" Paisley frowned for a second, but considering the neighbors, she reluctantly stepped back and said, "Fine, come in."

Dominick strode in and stopped at the entryway. Grayson, without saying a word, kept his head down and quietly followed him in.

Dominick scanned the room. It was a typical three-room apartment, but since it was on the top floor, there was an attic as well.

soft beige, and the coffee table was

was draped over the couch. On

couldn't help but picture how Paisley lounged on the couch and quietly

was an image that haunted his memories. She used to wait for him at home every night. Sometimes, if he was late, she'd

his throat tight,

was a photo wall, mostly photos of Paisley and

your shoes off please," Paisley said, snapping Dominick out of

and pressed his lips to change into the

slippers she had set out for him, which were

'Her daughter's father? Or that so-called honey? Or maybe that guy

notice the changing expressions on his face. Without wasting

business. I'll be back the day

of

and had no interest in being tangled up

forget you're Grayson's birth mother," Dominick said, his voice low but

staring at the floor the whole time, suddenly spoke up with red

to

face tightened, and he turned to Grayson. "Grayson, don't talk to your mother like that." "Alright, you've said your piece. Can you two leave

clung to Dominick's pants and pulled at him. "Fine, I don't like this place anyway. It's even smaller than my playroom. Dad, let's go.

of anger

a time when Grayson had just started kindergarten,

had arrived separately-she from home, he from his office. By the time she got to the

Grayson, and they were walking towards the event with

mother.

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