Chased By Billionaire After One Night のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Back in the bedroom, Phoebe lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Gavin's words echoed in her mind, leaving her confused, yet her heart remained unmoved.What did he mean by saying she was his? How could that be? Didn't it matter to him that she'd been with another man? That she was carrying another man's child? Don't men usually care about these things? A man as dazzling as him certainly wouldn't be lacking in women around him. How sincere was he? She couldn't tell. She turned on her side, her mind in turmoil, but quickly shook her head. What was the point of thinking about it? Her heart already belonged to Alexander, whether he was genuine or not. She could never accept Gavin, even if he didn't care about her past—she did.Besides, once she left tomorrow, she'd fade from his sight, and he'd likely forget her soon enough. Chances were, she and Gavin would never cross paths again.Right now, her focus was on safely bringing her baby into the world...***In t

During this time, Phoebe kept getting harassed by Gavin, and today was no exception; he showed up at school in his flashy sports car to block her way again.Phoebe avoided the crowd and quickly slipped into his car. She barely caught her breath before asking, "Gavin, why are you here again?"Her real meaning was that he should stop coming."If I didn't come, how would I make you mine?" Gavin smirked, raising an eyebrow, holding out a bouquet of roses."... " Phoebe looked at the large bouquet of red roses in his hands, blushing as she hurriedly tried to decline. She hadn't expected Gavin to be serious."I can't accept this." It was her first time receiving roses, and though she felt a little excited, she didn't feel moved; she simply couldn't accept them.Suddenly, Gavin took her soft hand. Phoebe froze, trying to pull it back, but he placed the large bouquet in her hand, closing her fingers around it. He smiled, his eyes filled with mystery. "Today's Valentine's Day."Phoebe looked s

A waiter soon entered, pushing a cart and elegantly setting their dishes on the table.The meal looked simple but was artfully presented, each dish bursting with colors and enticing aromas. Although she hadn't been hungry, Phoebe couldn't help but feel her appetite sparked by the sight.They dined in silence to the gentle strains of the background music, Phoebe keeping her head down, feeling uneasy under Gavin's intense gaze."Do you like it?" he asked suddenly."Yes... it's delicious," Phoebe replied, nervously sipping her lemonade. She'd recently developed a craving for sour flavors, and the more acidic, the better.As she glanced at him, she noticed that Gavin was drinking red wine while she had been served lemonade. This small, thoughtful gesture filled her with warmth.Alexander would never have paid such attention.But today was Valentine's Day. Was Alexander spending it with Melissa?How were they celebrating? Her heart tightened, and her eyes grew misty with bitterness."Not t

"You're just that cheap." His rage was uncontrollable.Every word from him was like a stab to her heart, causing a sharp ache deep within."Let go of me!" She struggled to free herself, but his grip on her shoulders only tightened, his fingers digging into her skin.Tears spilled over, unable to be contained any longer. "You can't treat me like this. Let go of me! It doesn't matter what I do with other men; it's none of your business, and I don't want to explain myself to you."His eyes narrowed, his face dangerously menacing. "Do you even know what you're saying?"She let out a small, bitter laugh. Of course she knew—and she knew the consequences of provoking him. His punishment would only become more severe...She took a deep breath, suppressing the sourness welling up inside. "We have nothing to do with each other anymore. That's what you said. Or do you plan to go back on your word?""FUCK!" He looked like he could strangle her. Did she really want to cut ties with him that badly?

Alexander never imagined he could become so obsessed with this body.He, who prided himself on his self-control, found himself losing it time and again in her presence.He had once thought he could discard her whenever he wanted, but he had clearly overestimated himself.He had unknowingly fallen into her spell, like a drug slowly eating away at him, addicting him to her.But how could he tolerate other men tasting the sweetness of her body?The thought of that man kissing her in the car made his teeth grind with rage. The feeling of having something he cherished stolen from him stirred every bloodthirsty instinct within.He wanted to pull out a gun and shoot that man without hesitation if only he hadn't been so distracted by the scene.If just a kiss could provoke such fury, what would it feel like if another man touched her?Had he ever done those things to her too? Just the thought of her alluring body surrendering to another man filled his eyes with bloodshot rage, his face freezi