All Chapters of CEO'S RUNAWAY EX IS SEXY DOCTOR: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

(Lily’s POV).I swallowed hard at Isaac’s words, unable to meet his gaze. It wasn’t anger this time—it was guilt. Guilt for how easily I had believed the worst of him. All this time, I thought he was playing me, manipulating me like a pawn in some twisted game. But now… now, things felt different.Isaac wasn’t just the enigmatic man I had always battled with; he was Ayla’s father. And if there was one thing I couldn’t ignore, it was Ayla’s connection to him.I forced a smile, though it wavered at the edges. “So,” I said, trying to sound lighthearted, “what are we doing this time?”His lips curved into that familiar smile—soft yet confident, like he already knew what I would say. “Breakfast,” he replied simply. “And we’ll talk about something important. About Ayla.”The mention of her name hit me like a punch to the chest. My resolve wavered, and I knew, deep down, that I couldn’t refuse. Ayla was the bridge between us, the one thing that could always tether me to him. Even now, af

(Isaac’s POV).Dropping Lily off after our time together left a strange warmth in my chest, something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Seeing her laugh again, watching her eyes light up when she spoke to Ayla—it reminded me why I’d fought so hard to mend things between us. As I turned the corner back to my mansion, the day's events replayed in my mind. Ayla’s small arms wrapped around me, her innocent giggles, and Lily’s hesitant but genuine smile were imprinted in my memory. For a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to believe things were falling into place. The relief, however, was short-lived. The moment I stepped into the foyer, Emma, my ever-efficient secretary, was waiting for me. Her posture was stiff, her expression a mix of concern and tension. Behind her stood Susan, her face pale, and another man whose presence immediately set me on edge. “Emma,” I said, my voice firm, “what’s going on?” Emma took a step forward, her gaze darting nervously toward Susan and the man a

(Isaac's POV).“Ayla… Ayla is your daughter, Isaac.”The words rang out like a gunshot in the tense silence. My grip on the gun loosened, and my arm fell limply to my side. My forehead furrowed deeply, confusion swirling in my mind. My heart pounded violently in my chest as I fixed my gaze on Susan. Her pale, tear-streaked face offered no clues—only desperation and fear. “What did you just say?” I demanded, my voice sharp and disbelieving. Susan clasped her trembling hands together, her lip quivering as she held my gaze. “Ayla is your daughter,” she repeated, louder this time, her voice resolute despite the tears brimming in her eyes. A strange buzzing filled my ears, drowning out all sound. My grip tightened on the gun, though I had no intention of using it. “This… this isn’t funny, Susan,” I growled. “If this is some kind of sick joke—” “It’s not a joke!” she cried, stepping forward but halting as I instinctively raised the gun. She threw her hands up defensively. “I swe

(Isaac’s POV)."The medicine is just enough to paralyze you for life, Susan. I told you—I’m helping you from running, isn’t it?"My words cut through the room, cold and deliberate. I stood over Susan, watching as her body betrayed her. She tried to move, but her arms and legs refused to obey. Her eyes filled with fear, darting around the room like a cornered animal."You… you..." she choked out, her voice trembling. “Why do you have a heart like this, Isaac?!”Tears streamed down her pale cheeks, her lips quivering as she fought for control."What’s wrong?" I asked, crouching down to meet her eye level. My tone was calm, almost too calm. "You’re not enjoying my help?"Susan’s sob turned into a bitter laugh, one that dripped with desperation. "What have you done to me, Isaac?"I leaned closer, my expression hardened. "What have I done? Oh, Susan, don’t pretend like this isn’t your fault. You were running, weren’t you? I simply ensured you wouldn’t anymore. Besides, you know about my

(Lily’s POV).The low purr of an engine stopping outside snapped me out of my thoughts. I froze for a moment, then felt a smile tug at my lips. I didn’t need to look to know who it was—I had memorized the sound of Isaac’s car. It had become an instinct, an involuntary response that warmed me and terrified me all at once.I walked to the window and peeked out from behind the curtain. There he was, stepping out of his sleek black car with his usual air of quiet authority. My chest tightened as I watched him adjust his jacket and glance toward the door.Lily, get it together, I scolded myself, turning quickly to the mirror by the hallway. I straightened my dress, smoothed down my hair, and checked my reflection. My cheeks were already flushed, my nerves betraying me.The knock came, firm and deliberate. I took a steadying breath, ignoring the rapid thud of my heart.Opening the door, I was greeted by Isaac’s sharp yet warm smile. In his hand was a single red rose.“Good day to see you a