Chapter 86
Paisley
y broke into a cold sweat as realization hit her. She was deeply stunned–this was completely unprecedented, beyond anything she could have imagined.
“Paisley…” Dominick slurred. “Why are you so dead set on divorcing me? Did you. Did you really fall for someone else? Who is het is he better than
me?
on the couch.
Before Dominick could finish, the alcohol finally got the better of him, and he passed out on
Paisley stared at his unconscious form, letting out a bitter laugh. Typical. You still
su still don’t get why I want this divorce, do you?” she thought.. Whatever. Someone like him will never understand anyway!
Paisley contacted Julian and Marissa through the hotel’s front desk.
Soon enough, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway.
Thankfully, Paisley had been n waiting by the entrance with the door cracked open, worried that the doorbell might wake Serena and Maria.
Despite her best efforts, there was no stopping Marissa’s shrill voice from piercing the air. “Dom, what happened to you?”
Paisley’s brows furrowed. “Keep it down. My daughter’s sleeping.”
But Marissa couldn’t care less, clicking across the floor in her heels toward Dominick. “Dom. Paisley, what the hell did you do to Dom?”
“You really want to test me by waking up my daughter?” Paisley’s ice–cold glare stopped Marissa in her tracks. At that moment, Paisley looked every bit like a lioness protecting her cub.
One wrong move from Marissa, and she’d be toast.
Though clearly frustrated. Marissa caught herself and lowered her voice to a harsh whisper. “What’s going on with Dom! Why is he even at your place!”
Paisley couldn’t be bothered to argue with them. Just drunk and got the wrong room. Get him out of here.” She found them incredibly annoying
Julian didn’t say a word, just gestured to someone outside. Two hotel staff quickly came in, helping Marissa get Dominick to his feet.
‘Come on. Dom. Let’s get you to bed Marissa hovered anxiously by Dominick’s side, her eyes never leaving Paisley.
“Just go already,” Paisley snapped, too annoyed to deal with her.
The group made their way out, with Marissa and Dominick heading back to room 3302 next door.
Julian hung back. “Look, I don’t know why you’re back in Harrowfell, but let’s get one thing straight. You and Dom are divorced, Stop living fantasy. He’s with Marissa now, so do everyone a favor and stay in your lane. Nobody wants you playing homewrecker.”
Paisley laughed in disbelief. It turned out Julian was here just to threaten her. Without hesitation, she landed a solid kick, sending him stumbling out the door. “Get out,” she spar, her voice ice–cold.
bang.
The door slammed shut behind him with a satisfying b
Julian stood frozen outside, still processing what had just happened. For someone who was second only to the CEO himself, this kind of treatment was unthinkable. The spot where Paisley had kicked him throbbed, and he couldn’t help but wonder, “When did she get such a temper?‘
After having the staff help get Dominick settled in bed, Marissa shooed them out. Instead of leaving herself, she pulled out her phone and shot Julian a quick text, saying she’d take care of Dominick so he should head to bed.
Shrugging off her jacket, Marissa perched on the edge of the bed and found herself watching Dominick’s peaceful sleeping face. In the quiet of the room, a wild idea started taking root in her mind, growing stronger by the second.
