Chapter 946

Layla’s POV

I gripped the edge of my seat, my fingers digging into the leather as I kept my eyes glued to the road, silently urging the car to move faster.

Every second felt like an eternity.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Jason pulled up in front of a massive hotel…one of the biggest and most famous in Puerto Rico.

The moment I laid eyes on the grand entrance, my breath caught in my throat.

I knew this place.

It wasn’t just any hotel. It was a hotel I had been to before. With Logan.

My chest tightened. Memories rushed back like a flood, drowning me in emotions I had buried for years.

This was the same hotel Logan had brought me to when we were together…back when I still believed he was just an ordinary man who loved me. Before I found out the truth.

Before I learned that Logan was married.

For a brief moment, I felt sick.

Jason turned to me. "Layla, let’s go. We don’t have time to waste."