I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 608

"What's got you in such a good mood?"

Zoe grinned. "Nothing. Let me take you and Officer Quinn out for dinner tonight. She helped me out, and I haven't thanked her yet."

Garrett froze. Invite Yara? He rubbed his neck awkwardly. "I don't have her number."

Zoe was momentarily stunned, but let it go.

She wasn't close with Yara either. If she wanted to play matchmaker, she'd have to go through Commissioner Sterling first. There was no rush.

The main thing was that Garrett had finally shown interest in a woman, and she didn't want him to miss his chance.

"Well, Garrett, if I manage to invite Officer Quinn out, would you be willing to give it a shot?"

She was just asking, but Garrett's ears turned completely red.

"I have a meeting at the company this afternoon. I should get going."

The faster they ran, the guiltier they were.

Watching Garrett practically flee, Zoe smiled thoughtfully.

She definitely needed to share this fantastic news with Sylvia Kendall.

Anticipating that Hayden might try to use the kids as leverage, Mr. Kendall Sr. and Sylvia had cleverly whisked Lily and Ian away to Miami for an extended vacation.

Whatever tricks Hayden had up his sleeve, they wouldn't work.

The next day, Zoe finally received Hayden's notification.

Neither of them went to the command center.

The Military Personnel Command had finally sent representatives for the home visit.

Hayden told Zoe to meet at The Highland Retreat, the new home he had prepared for her and the kids.

Zoe drove up alone, mesmerized by the hills blanketed in blooming Lily of the Valley.

She was undeniably captivated by the scenery.

Even in her restored memories, no one had ever given her a surprise quite like this.

Hayden personally came down to meet her, escorting her from the base of the hill all the way to the villa, opening her car door with practiced elegance.

The moment she stepped inside, she saw lush greenery, grand fountains, and a custom playground for the kids. The backyard was a sprawling garden of fresh produce. If she wanted anything, the staff could pick it fresh, the vegetables still glistening with morning dew.

"They'll be here at nine. Maybe a little later."

He had arranged it, so naturally, he controlled the timeline.

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