I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 158

He would let his daughter invite her little friends over to play.

Consider it a way of making it up to her.

Zoe didn't say anything, and Hayden took that as her agreement.

Two hours later, Zoe felt as if every bone in her body was about to fall apart from Hayden's relentless torment.

This man hadn't been home for seven days.

He came back like a ravenous wolf that could never be satisfied.

If he hadn't seen that Zoe truly couldn't take any more...

He probably still wouldn't have let her go.

Zoe took the opportunity to grab the book, scooped up her clothes, and backed away with a fake smile.

"I'm going back to my room to sleep."

She didn't dare let him touch her again.

Hayden stared at her highly defensive posture.

After a moment's thought, he decided to let her off the hook.

With her by his side, he had no mood to work anyway.

Zoe fled back to her room like she was running for her life.

She quickly shoved the book into her bag.

Just then, Cherry called to ask if she was missing a volume.

She had only just gotten the book back and didn't even stop to wonder how Cherry knew one was missing.

She replied immediately.

"I did leave one behind. I'll bring it over tomorrow. Has everything been disposed of?"

Cherry nodded.

"Yes, it's all handled. We should see results in half a month."

Zoe was a bit confused.

See results in half a month?

Did she have to hire a specialist to destroy them?

Well, disposing of erotica was probably a bit of a hassle.

As long as it wasn't circulated, it was fine.

Zoe was exhausted, her brain too fried to think much further.

She went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, changed into her pajamas, rolled into the sheets, and fell asleep almost instantly.

Perhaps Hayden was in a good mood.

Zoe overslept the next morning. When she woke up, she panicked about dropping Lily off at school.

That afternoon, Zoe received a text alert that three million dollars had been deposited into her bank account.

It was followed by a message from Cherry.

"President Lynd, five publishing houses fought over your book. One of them was willing to pay a three million buyout fee for the rights. I thought the price was great, so I took the liberty of accepting it. They were very sincere and already transferred the three million advance, promising a share of the royalties once the book is published. The money has been wired to your card, please check your account."

Zoe sat in her beanbag chair, swaying gently while staring at the message.

Her book?

She smiled faintly.

It seemed she had made quite a lot of progress during her five years of marriage to Hayden.

She had opened a gallery, owned two real estate companies and a financial firm.

She had also written a security program that brought in monthly income.

To some extent, Zoe was quite satisfied with this version of herself.

"What book of mine?"

She wondered if she knew how to write books too.

A novel?

Billionaire romance? Sci-fi? Post-apocalyptic?

"Your comic."