Page 133 of Beautiful Ruin


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Fifteen minutes and twenty seconds later, Leilani almost tripped over her own feet getting off the helicopter, but Jacob caught her.

“Careful,” he said, carrying both their bags.

They’d landed on the roof of a building she didn’t recognize, so she let Jacob lead her to the elevator and out of the building. She began to book an Uber, but Jacob stopped her and led her to a waiting car.

“I have to go straight to the hospital,” Leilani said, her voice shaking.

“Get in.” He nudged her and handed their luggage to the driver. “Jesus, Lani. I wasn’t going to ask you to stop for a milkshake first. Of course we’ll go straight there.”

Right.

She nodded and sat rigidly as the vehicle moved through the streets. When they slowed outside the entrance, she climbed out, pulling her handbag over her shoulder.

“Princess,” Jacob said, standing with his hand on the door of the car and his sunglasses down over his eyes. “Tell me what to do here.”

She swallowed.

Then plastered on a smile.

“If you could drop my luggage at my house, that would be very helpful. Just hide it around the side of the house.”

Jacob stared at her a long moment, then nodded.

Shit.

She walked the few steps back to where he stood and put her arms around his neck. He circled his around her lower back and hugged her so tightly she nearly couldn’t breathe.

“Goodbye, Jacob. Thank you for everything. I will never forget you.” Leilani wasn’t able to completely process how sad she felt walking away from him right now, but she knew it would hit her later.

She had to get to her mom.

But it was clear Jacob wanted to say something, his eyes full of emotion. He’d been angry, misunderstanding what she said earlier, but now she saw sadness. He was so stubborn and had walked away after hurting her with his words, never giving them a chance.

They both knew she wasn’t good enough for a Dufort, and that she’d never fit into his other alternative life. That wasn’t something she wanted. Leilani wanted the picket fence, babies, and a husband that would never let another man lay a finger on her.

Certainly not fuck her.

All she could do was acknowledge she’d stupidly fallen for this handsome billionaire and hope like hell Jacob refrained from visiting Blake at work for a few months while she got over him.

If her mom died, who knew what life choices she would make? This could be the last time they saw one another.

Jacob shook his head, his fingers gently rubbing her hip. “Go to your mom. I’ll have your bag dropped off.”

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IT TOOK HER at least ten minutes to find her mom’s room and when she flew in, her heart froze.

Oh, God.

She lay in the bed with tubes sticking out of her, and a monitor beeping away.

“Leilani Kai?” a nurse asked.

“Yes, yes,” she answered twice, her head swiveling between the woman and her mom. “Is she okay?”

“Let’s go in and sit down.”

That meant no.

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