Chapter 853:

“Take care, Mr. Flynn—get some rest!”

The group scattered, and Eric slid into his car, bound for Silver Villas. Sinking into the seat, fatigue weighed heavily on him.

He had rushed back to Srixby for Hadley just when this business trip had begun—only to be blindsided…

Her actions had pierced him like a dagger to the chest.

The sting lingered, sharp and deep.

To dull it, he flew back to Laventown and threw himself into work, relentless as if fueled by an endless espresso shot, toiling late into the night…

The tasks finished ahead of schedule, but the ache didn’t fade. “Hadley…” Her name echoed silently in his mind, each repetition numbing the hurt a little more.

At Silver Villas, the doorbell chimed while Fiona tackled laundry on the balcony.

“Hold on! I’m coming!”

must be back. But when it swung open, Nyla

“Mrs. Flynn,” Fiona greeted.

with a nod, glancing over her

his arms laden with

Nyla urged as she stepped inside, tossing a question at

the room, not spotting her, and chuckled. “Still in bed, I bet? Pregnancy really knocks you out. Let

to soup? I brought some top-notch ingredients

grinned, hauling the ingredients to the

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faltered,

smile. “I’ll peek upstairs at Hadley—quietly, so I

Fiona’s palms grew clammy as she stepped in Nyla’s

not… she’s

Nyla blinked, startled. “How’s that possible? Hadley’s got her TV station gig—doesn’t

for honesty. “I’m not sure

a niggling suspicion

notice from Mr. Flynn, saying I don’t need to stay here

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