All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Affair: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I stood near the door, adjusting the strap of my bag as I glanced toward the couch where Hayden sat, still a little sleepy-eyed but clearly alert. Blake stood a few feet away, clutching the edge of the coffee table as he stared up at him with that spark of excitement only children could carry.I bet he’s excited because it’s been some time since they two played together. And since it’s holiday, I scheduled this day specifically for them to enjoy it together, "You should stay home today," I said gently, giving Hayden a soft smile. "I'll be at work and be back by evening."Hayden blinked at me, his brows rising slightly in surprise. "You're leaving me alone with him?" he asked, his voice teetering between amused and horrified as he gestured toward Blake.Blake beamed up at him. "Please, Uncle Hayden? We can play all day!"The look on Hayden's face was priceless. His eyes shifted back and forth between me and Blake like he was watching a tennis match. I stifled a laugh, watching the pan

The days that followed left a tight knot in my chest.Hayden was different.Not in the obvious, physical ways—not the kind of different that could be explained away by memory loss or his change in routine. It was something subtle, something deeper. A silence that stretched too long. A gaze that flickered away when mine searched his. A tone that felt rehearsed rather than real. And I noticed every bit of it.Lately, he wouldn’t meet my eyes, as if afraid that I might see something there—something he didn’t want me to know. Every time we talked, there was something careful in the way he replied. Like each word had been weighed and filtered. The easy conversations we used to have were gone, and it was slowly driving me insane.Blake didn’t say much either. I couldn’t tell if he noticed since kids are always keen with changes, or if Hayden had told him to keep quiet. The atmosphere at home shifted. Everything looked the same, but it felt completely different. Colder.One particular aftern

Dominic.He was standing outside my car, eyebrows raised, arms crossed with that maddening smirk.I had no choice but to slowly roll down the window."Fancy seeing you here," he said, peering inside like some nosy neighbor. "What are you doing in a place like this, Bella?""That’s none of your business," I snapped, sitting up straighter, trying not to look guilty.He laughed—really laughed, like it was actually funny. I stared. It was strange. His face looked lighter. Less grumpy, less tired. He didn’t have that usual broody air around him. Instead, there was something... approachable? Tsk, I must be going crazy, this man, approachable? "Oh come on, don't give me that look," he said with a grin. "You look like a squirrel caught stealing almonds."I groaned and got out of the car, shutting the door a little harder than necessary. "Why are you here? Are you following me?""Please," he scoffed. "Not everything is about you, Bella. I just happened to be in the neighborhood. Saw your car

I got home late that night. Way too late.The driveway was empty and quiet, and the porch light was the only thing still on. I stood outside for a moment, staring at the house. It looked the same as always, but I wasn’t. Not after what I saw, not after what I heard.I don’t want to be affected by what’s happening, but I am…and I don’t know how to stop this feeling coursing through my heart. Sigh.I opened the door quietly and stepped inside. The living room was dark, the silence stretching far too deep. I didn’t even bother turning on the lights. My legs moved on their own, carrying me upstairs. I just wanted to see Blake to calm myself down. I pushed open his door slowly trying not make any noise as possible. He was curled up beneath his blankets, his tiny fists tucked under his cheek as his chest rose and fell slowly. I let out a quiet sigh, one that seemed to drag all the weight from my shoulders. I watched him for a few more seconds, just making sure. Then I gently closed the

The morning passed by quickly. I really wish I could go home and take a long nap. But unfortunately, I can’t. Whoever said adult life gives you more freedom. They’re liars. I had barely taken a proper sip of my coffee when my assistant, Mia, knocked lightly on the door of my office. She peeked inside, holding her tablet close to her chest.“Ms, just a quick reminder—you’ve been invited to the Heritage Gala this evening. It's happening at the Grand Atrium Hotel. The car is supposed to be ready by five."I blinked. Right. The Heritage Gala. I had completely forgotten about it."Thank you, Mia. I’ll wrap things up early then."She gave a polite nod before disappearing down the hall.Despite the early chaos, the rest of the day seemed to breeze by. I felt oddly light. I smiled to myself as I grabbed my coat and bag, ready to leave.But as soon as I stepped out of the building and into the parking lot, the sight that greeted me made my stomach sink.My car tires—both on the driver's side