Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1328

Emmy was still, barely even breathing.

But James could see her eyelids flickering slightly, restless and uneasy.

Her brow drew together, like she was caught in a nightmare, fighting off some monster in her sleep.

For the next two days, James barely left her side. Keaton brought him food and water so he could stay close.

Even when work called, James handled everything right there by Emmy’s bedside, Bluetooth headset on, his tablet propped up with video calls running.

On screen, he looked cold and sharp, giving clear orders and sorting out every crisis like he always did, never missing a beat.

But whenever he glanced back at Emmy, that icy attitude melted away. Suddenly he was all softness and patience, his whole focus on her.

In just two days, he’d managed to delegate all the resort chaos, slowly pulling himself away from the endless aftermath.

He’d already called the flight crew, too, arranging everything to take Emmy back home for better treatment.

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Back on the island, things were moving at a different pace.

A lot of people were looking for Emmy, but no one was more desperate than John.

He’d been asking around the hotel, the diving area—everywhere he could think of—but Emmy was nowhere to be found.

All he heard was that she’d gone deep-sea diving a few days ago and hadn’t come back.

Even the chairman had disappeared at the same time.

With worry gnawing at him, John went to find Harlene, hoping she could get in touch with Penny.

After all, Harlene and Penny had been hanging out so much lately, they practically acted like besties.

Harlene was sprawled across a sofa in the hotel lobby, cigarette between her fingers. When John hurried over and asked for news, she rolled her eyes hard.

“You really think I haven’t tried messaging Penny?” she grumbled, blowing out smoke. “That’s what’s driving me nuts—not only is Emmy missing, but even Penny’s fallen off the grid.”

“I was supposed to meet Penny the other night! She promised to teach me that killer third sweep kick, and I was going to show her some new tricks with conditional statements. But she never showed, and now I’ve sent her like a hundred texts. Not even a single emoji back!”

Harlene pressed out her cigarette, growing more irritated. “Next time I catch her, she’s getting an earful.”

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