Chapter 307

“This is an airport terminal. There are people everywhere, including children,” I reminded Hayden.

He hummed. “I know.”

“Then why are you still…” My face flushed.

“Please,” he said softly but firmly.

I assumed he’d noticed Jace and was acting out of jealousy, perhaps wanting to send a message. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself for his kiss amidst the bustling terminal.

But instead of his lips, something slipped into my hand. I opened my eyes and saw a small pouch.

“What’s this?” I asked, utterly confused.

Hayden nodded towards it, urging me to look. I opened the pouch and found two bank cards and a couple of documents: his army discharge certificate and a blood donation record.

“What does this mean?” I asked, still bewildered.

Hayden showed me the discharge certificate. “This proves I’ve been through a lot and emerged stronger—more dependable than any insurance. And this,” he said, holding up the blood donation record, “shows I have a compassionate heart. These cards? They hold everything I have to give.”

I thought of dramatic novel scenes where the hero relinquishes everything to prove his love. But this wasn’t just about money; Hayden was giving me his trust, his beliefs, himself.

Looking at the blood donation record, I felt a pang in my chest. “Hayden, why are you giving me all this?”

“It’s my promise to you. This is more real than any love insurance,” he said, making me wonder if he knew about the love insurance Jace and I had purchased years ago. But that was irrelevant. What mattered was his willingness to give me everything.

“I’ll keep these,” I said, holding the documents. “But you should keep the cards.” I wouldn’t take his money. I wasn’t someone who chased after money; if I were, I would have stayed with Jace.

Hayden didn’t reclaim the cards. He looked sheepish. “This money probably isn’t enough to cover Yuna’s surgery.”

I blinked, then laughed. “Oh, so you’re asking me to chip in?”

Chapter 907

He took my hand. “Kiki, I’m sorry.”

I laughed harder, a genuine, bright laugh.

Hayden looked confused. “Why are you laughing? Do you think I’m adorably broke?”

That made me laugh even more. He was actually using phrases like that now?

I nodded, still giggling. “Yes, adorably broke.”

“Kiki…”

“Hayden,” I said, sobering. “Did you know I used to think you had a secret identity?”

“A secret identity?” He looked puzzled. “What kind of secret identity?”

“You know that big boss at our company? The one whose last name is Hart? I thought maybe that was you,” I admitted.

Hayden raised an eyebrow. “And now you’re sure I’m not?”

I nodded. “Right, considering you’re so broke you can’t even cover Yuna’s surgery, there’s no way you’re secretly the big boss funding Ron.”

Hayden fell silent.

“But our big boss is kind of strange,” I continued, filling the silence. “It felt like he was favoring me. Now that I see how Ron treats you, I get it. He probably just values talent, which is why he was good to me. I guess I was overthinking things.”

Hayden remained silent. I shook his arm lightly. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Kiki,” he said softly, “do you really hate it when people lie to you?”