I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 3

The next day.

Zoe woke up early to interrogate Mrs. Gable.-

"You were carried back to the house yesterday. You lost consciousness briefly, but the doctor assured us it was nothing serious.

Mr. Thorne had a full medical team run tests on you, and it was just a mild concussion. The doctor never mentioned anything about amnesia. Are you entirely sure you don't remember anything?"

Mrs. Gable stared at Zoe with overt suspicion, clearly not buying a word of it.

"When did I marry Mr. Thorne?"

She sat rigidly on the sofa, feeling entirely out of place.

She felt like an imposter in this house, let alone the mother of Hayden's child.

Mrs. Gable's suspicion deepened.

"You married him five years ago, Ms. Lynd. Lily just turned four."

Zoe furrowed her brows. Was this a sick joke?

Today was supposed to be Hayden and Sienna's wedding day. How could she have been married to him for five years?

Footsteps echoed from the staircase. Hayden descended, looking impossibly elegant. He wore a crisp white dress shirt with a tailored black suit jacket draped over one arm.

Zoe studied him closely, realizing that compared to the man from five years ago in her memories, this Hayden carried a distinct, mature air of a husband.

He walked right past her, exactly as she remembered him doing.

His gaze didn't linger on her for even a second.

It didn't matter that her beauty was legendary across New York's high society; to him, she was invisible.

"Hayden—"

She called out. Hayden paused, turning his head slightly toward her as if just noticing she was there.

Mrs. Gable stole a glance at her boss and immediately noticed his expression darkening like a storm cloud.

Terrified, the housekeeper kept her mouth firmly shut. Hayden looked away, resuming his path toward the dining room.

"Honey?"

With that single word, Mrs. Gable's fear dissolved into amusement.

She let out a laugh before hastily clapping a hand over her mouth.

Her very first memory of this new reality was their wildly passionate night.

Mrs. Gable had handed her a morning-after pill.

Still utterly bewildered by the dynamics of her relationship with Hayden, Zoe popped the pill out and swallowed it dry without a second thought.

A flash of surprise crossed Mrs. Gable's eyes.

Usually, taking this pill brought a look of utter devastation to Zoe's face. Today, she took it without a flinch.

Checking the time, Mrs. Gable noted that Zoe made no move to get ready, so she offered a reminder.

"Mrs. Thorne, you should take little Miss Lynd to school now."

Zoe still wasn't used to the idea of being a mother. Lily came bounding down the stairs with a tiny backpack, walking obediently up to Zoe and slipping a little hand into hers.

Zoe looked down at the sweet, tiny girl. She was so small, so fragrant, and impossibly cute.

"Lily Thorne?"

She tested the name softly. Lily blinked, then shook her head.

"Mommy, you said it wrong. My name isn't Lily Thorne, it's Lily Lynd. You picked it because you love Lily of the Valley flowers the most."