Semua Bab After the Breakup, the Billionaire Lost Control!: Bab 371 - Bab 380

Justin hadn’t collapsed because Haley’s car had hit him. Instead, he had seen her driving toward him, and the emotional toll of everything—the strain from work, lack of rest, and his grandfather’s passing—had left him dazed and disoriented, triggering the fainting spell. Not long after falling, he had heard Haley calling his name. *When they arrived at the funeral home, Haley called out, “Wake up. We’re here.” Justin opened his eyes, took a moment to gather himself, and stepped out of the car. Without further interaction, he politely said, “Thank you,” and disappeared into the funeral home’s main entrance. Haley didn’t leave immediately. Instead, she stared at the somber, lifeless courtyard of the funeral home, an inexplicable heaviness settling over her. She had never experienced the loss of a loved one, but she knew that if it were her family—if it were Chase or Alex—she would be devastated. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind: Chase and Alex were also, by blood,

Justin took advantage of Haley’s momentary distraction, gently grabbing her wrist and guiding her further into the room. “Ever since you left, I’ve had the bedroom kept exactly as it was. But over time, some things wore out, so I had them replaced with identical ones,” Justin said haltingly. “Some items were discontinued, and even the manufacturers went out of business. So I asked Sam to contact them and invest in their company. See? It’s all here, waiting for you to come back.“Oh, and…” Justin led her to the vanity. “Your favorite makeup brand—I had my people restock everything for you just a few days ago. The old ones have been thrown out, though they weren’t really that old. I’ve been replacing them with new batches every year.” Afraid Haley might misunderstand, he quickly added, “It’s not what you think. I just wanted to make sure everything was perfect when you came back.” Haley glanced at the vanity, filled with bottles and jars that were at once familiar and strang

“Is it because… he doesn’t want to marry you?” Justin’s mind spiraled in darkness, clinging to the thought that Wilfred might not treat her well. If that were true, he could still have a chance to win her back. “That’s enough! Stop this madness. I’m going home, and you need to let go now!” Haley snapped in a low, firm voice. She saw the tears streaming down his face, witnessed the pain etched into his expression. But what was the point of all this now? Time couldn’t turn back, and what was done could never be undone. She had no intention of retracing her steps. “Can’t you just stay?” he begged, his voice trembling. “Justin, let me go! My kids are waiting for me at home!” Haley struggled harder, using all her strength to free her hand from his grip. But no matter how she twisted or pulled, her two hands couldn’t pry open his single, unwavering grasp. Kids? The word seemed to strike a nerve in Justin. Instead of letting go, his grip tightened, and in one swift mot

Justin’s phone rang, snapping him out of his thoughts. He answered. William’s voice came through. “Mr. Yates, the investigation is complete. Last night at 8:30, Mr. Jacob’s car was spotted at the rehabilitation center. It stayed there for nearly an hour before leaving.” Jacob? Justin narrowed his tear-reddened eyes, his tone turning icy. “Send the video to my phone.” Within seconds, William’s message arrived. The footage, taken from the surveillance cameras outside nearby businesses, clearly showed Jacob’s car entering the rehabilitation center. The clips captured multiple angles and included timestamps for both his arrival and departure—right before the call Justin received from the center. Justin’s face turned cold, his expression hard as ice. “What’s the next step, Mr. Yates?” William asked. “There’s not enough evidence. Pull your team back for now and redirect them to investigate something else.” “Yes, Mr. Yates.” Hanging up, Justin’s mind turned to hi

“Then why didn’t you tell me when you saw her? Did you really wait for me to come to you and ask? What happened to your promise to report any updates to me? Why were you suddenly mute today?” “I was planning to tell you, I swear,” Zac replied, sounding pitiful as he apologized. “But Mr. Yates Sr. passed away this afternoon, and I was swamped. I forgot. Let me make it up to you. Do you have time tomorrow? I’ll treat you to lunch as an apology.” Helen pouted. Her anger had mostly subsided after venting, though she was still upset that Zac had kept her in the dark. She grudgingly accepted. “Fine, I’ll forgive you for now. But don’t tell Alex, okay? I don’t want to bring him along on our date tomorrow.” She wasn’t even married yet, and she already had to deal with a little third wheel tagging along. “As you wish,” Zac said obediently. *Haley leaned back in the bathtub, the water around her covered in bubbles. The events of the afternoon had completely spiraled out of