Chapter 62: Ashton's New Attempt

After everything that had happened, Layla threw herself into her treatment, and slowly but surely, the panic attacks started to subside. Finally, after two weeks, she was discharged. On their way home, Tristan's phone rang. It was Ashton. "Tristan, I've got something you'll definitely want to hear. Meet me at the top floor of Esat Club; we won't leave until we talk." Ashton said before hanging up and not giving Tristan a chance to respond. Layla, who had been resting her head on Tristan's shoulder, looked up at the sound of the call. Her eyes lit up with a mix of curiosity and concern as she asked, "Was that Ashton?" Tristan raised an eyebrow, letting his fingers playfully brush against Layla's cheek. "Sounds like you recognize his voice." "Cut the jealousy," Layla shot back, playfully swatting his hand away. "What could he possibly want? Don't go!" Her heart sank, heavy with anxiety, like a weight pressing down on her chest. Ever since the drama with Charlotte, Tristan had