All Chapters of The CEO'S Long-Lost Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Isla blinked repeatedly, her eyes wide with disbelief as she savored her Mac and cheese. "I told you it would shock you," Jaxon declared proudly from across the table, ready to enjoy his own dinner. Isla chuckled and took another bite. "Now I expect you to cook for me every day," she teased, causing Jaxon to shut his eyes tightly and groan. "Why did you have to say that?" he lamented, "now I have to do it just because you asked." Isla laughed. "You don't have to—I was only joking," she replied, chewing slowly. Then she asked, "Who taught you how to cook?" At that, Jaxon clenched his jaw and paused. "No one really—I learned the hard way. Well, Maggie did help out a bit," he admitted, swallowing as if the memory was a struggle. Noticing his troubled expression, Isla apologized, "I'm sorry I asked," shaking her head in regret. "It's fine, I don't mind," he reassured her, lifting his head to smile broadly. "I was very young—my father wasn’t around much, and my mother passed away whe

Isla sat in the living room, anxiously waiting for Jaxon’s return. The company had closed for the night, yet he was still nowhere to be seen.“He should be back by now,” she muttered, glancing at her phone once more.A sudden roar of engines outside made her frown.Standing up, she called, “Henry?” as she approached one of the windows.“Miss Isla?” Henry’s voice came from behind as he stepped into the living room.Pulling back the curtain, Isla peered outside, her eyes narrowing at the sight of four sleek black cars pulling up. “Who are they?” she asked.Henry moved closer to the window, taking a look before raising his brows.“Oh. They must be the bodyguards Mr. Jaxon mentioned. They’re here to start their duties.”“Start their duties?” Isla echoed, her brows knitting together.“Yes,” Henry confirmed. “They’re assigned to guard the mansion. Mr. Jaxon will be away more often now, so he wants to ensure maximum security—especially with you here.” He offered a small smile before stepping

Jaxon remained seated in the car after the company had closed for the day. Ray occupied the driver’s seat, and the two of them waited in silence for Alex to arrive.Clenching his jaw, Jaxon fixed his gaze on Ray for a moment before speaking. “Did you mention Teresa to Isla?” he asked suddenly. Ray furrowed his brows.“Excuse me?” Ray turned to face him, but before he could say more, the door opened, and Alex slid into the car.Jaxon exhaled sharply. “Isla confronted me about having a first love before she left for her mother’s. I never told her about that. So how did she find out?”Ray and Alex exchanged glances before shaking their heads.“We have no idea,” they said in unison.“Are you sure she didn’t figure it out on her own?” Alex asked.Jaxon sighed, running a hand down his face. “That doesn’t make sense. I stopped searching for Teresa and even locked her photo away before Isla and I got together. She wasn’t supposed to know—there was no reason for her to. I’d even forgotten all

Michael stepped into the room cautiously, his gaze fixated on the walls covered in pictures and posters. Everywhere he looked, he saw Jaxon’s face.‘Why does he have Jaxon’s face plastered all over the walls?’ he wondered, his brows knitting together. As he examined the images more closely, he realized they weren’t just ordinary pictures. There were candid shots of Jaxon—sleeping in his car, working in his office, swimming. Some were older, showing a younger version of him.‘This is creepy… Is he in love with him?’Near the window, a table displayed several small picture frames—some of Jaxon alone, others of the two of them together. Michael’s jaw remained slack as he took in the sheer volume of images scattered around the room.Then, something else caught his eye—gift bags. Some were Cartier, others were small, elegant packages meant for presents.Without thinking, he grabbed one and peeked inside. A glasses case sat neatly inside. He flipped it open—a Cartier pair. At the bottom of

Isla stood on the hospital rooftop, gazing out at the breathtaking night view of Naples. The cool breeze whipped strands of her hair across her face, but she barely noticed. Her mind was too preoccupied, replaying the doctor's words over and over.Her mother needed to be admitted. Someone had to stay with her. And with $8,000, they could begin chemotherapy immediately."Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?" she thought, exhaling heavily. She let out a dry chuckle. “If this were a movie, this would be the perfect moment for a cigarette,” she mumbled, lowering her head as she sighed.As she stood there, lost in thought, footsteps echoed behind her. Jeremy had made his way to the rooftop, spotting her instantly. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he approached.“Hey,” he greeted, stopping beside her, his gaze drifting over the illuminated city below.“Hey,” she replied, tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear.“How are you feeling?” he asked.She scoffed, shrugging. “What