The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 31

Sometimes bad things would just pile up all at once.

After hanging up with Gregory, Paisley spent a little while playing with Serena in the room. After lunch, she was getting ready to put Serena down for a nap when the doorbell rang.

She opened the door to find Dominick there with Grayson.

"How did you even find me?" Paisley asked before she could stop herself. Then, she realized how silly the question was. With Dominick's connections, it was easy for him to find her address.

Plus, when Serena enrolled in the school, she'd had to fill out basic details, including their home address. , As a board member at the school, Dominick could easily access that info.

Since it was the weekend and she hadn't planned to go out, Paisley was dressed pretty casually. She wore a simple pink loungewear set with a neckline that went down to her collarbones.

Her long hair fell naturally around her neck, accentuating her pale skin. One lock of hair even playfully slipped inside her shirt.

She wore no makeup. Her cheeks were soft and pink, and her long lashes fluttered as her eyes flickered with confusion.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on her as if she were glowing.

Dominick stood there, froze for a moment, and took in the whole view. For a second, it felt like time had stopped.

"Can I help you with something?" Paisley's voice, cool and distant, broke the silence.

Dominick snapped back to reality, his tone just as distant. "Are we gonna talk at the door like this?"

Paisley frowned for a second, but considering the neighbors, she reluctantly stepped back and said, "Fine, come in."

Dominick strode in and stopped at the entryway. Grayson, without saying a word, kept his head down and quietly followed him in.

Dominick scanned the room. It was a typical three-room apartment, but since it was on the top floor, there was an attic as well.

The living room was bright, clean, and tidy. The couch was a soft beige, and the coffee table was a light brown. On it sat a glass vase with a few pink flowers, matching Paisley's outfit.

A cozy throw blanket was draped over the couch. On it was a book, half read.

Almost instantly, Dominick couldn't help but picture how Paisley lounged on the couch and quietly read with a blanket over her legs.

It was an image that haunted his memories. She used to wait for him at home every night. Sometimes, if he was late, she'd fall asleep on the couch.

His gaze turned darker, his throat tight, and he quickly shifted his attention elsewhere.

Next to the couch was a photo wall, mostly photos of Paisley and Serena. In each one, Paisley carried a gentle, content, and radiant smile.

"Take your shoes off please," Paisley said, snapping Dominick out of his thoughts.

Dominick retracted his eyes and pressed his lips to change into the slippered as Paisley had demanded.

He looked down at the slippers she had set out for him, which were perfectly fitted to his feet. His jaw couldn't help but clench.

'Who are these for?' he wondered. 'Her daughter's father? Or that so-called honey? Or maybe that guy she called honey is her daughter's father?'

Paisley didn't care to notice the changing expressions on his face. Without wasting time, she got straight to the point. "What are you doing here?"

Dominick met her gaze, his tone cold but insistent. "I'm heading out of town tonight for business. I'll be back the day after tomorrow. You'll take care of Sonny for me while I'm gone."

Obviously irritated, Paisley frowned, "Why would I take care of him? You can send him to your parents or Marissa."

She had left that world behind for good and had no interest in being tangled up with him or his son anymore.