Chased By Billionaire After One Night のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 401 - チャプター 410

In the early morning, Gavin was the first to wake up. The moment he opened his eyes, a sharp pain hammered through his head, making him frown instinctively. As he tried to sit up, he suddenly felt something soft and furry against his chest. Lowering his gaze, he reached out and realized that it was Laura lying on top of him. His initial reaction was to push her off immediately, but as his eyes landed on her serene, sleeping face, his raised hand froze in midair. His gaze was drawn to her lips. As if under a spell, he slowly lowered his head, and before he could even register his own actions, he gently kissed her. This subconscious act came from the depths of his instincts. It wasn't until the moment their lips touched that he snapped back to reality, his heart surging with panic and guilt, as if he had committed an unforgivable sin. His expression darkened. He pulled back abruptly, lifted the blanket, and got out of bed. Without a second glance, he strode toward the bathroom

Gavin and Leroy locked eyes in a silent but intense standoff. Despite Gavin's overwhelming numbers, Leroy's gaze remained calm and unwavering. As he stared down Gavin, Leroy's mind worked rapidly, assessing the situation, scanning his surroundings, and calculating an escape. He didn't know exactly why these men wanted them dead, but one thing was certain—he and Laura were in grave danger. Laura, caught completely off guard by the sudden turn of events, had no idea what was happening. However, Leroy's tense voice and protective stance made her sense the seriousness of the situation. Without hesitation, she obediently followed his instructions, clutching his arm tightly and resisting the urge to peek. Gavin's gaze dropped to their interlocked hands. The sight of Laura clinging so desperately to Leroy sent a sharp sting through his chest. The pain was fleeting, quickly replaced by an icy rage that turned his expression to stone. Then, in a voice as cold as death itself, he uttere

Five years later.Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the cozy home. Inside, a little girl, Amy, ran toward Phoebe with her short legs, her big eyes brimming with unshed tears. Her voice was full of grievance as she whined, "Mommy, Mommy! Jeremy is bullying me again!"Phoebe paused what she was doing, turned around, and gently stroked Amy's soft little cheeks. "Sweetheart, what happened?" she asked tenderly.Amy pouted, her small face scrunching up with distress. "Jeremy said that when you go back home, you'll only take him with you and leave me behind!"The moment she finished speaking, a thin layer of tears formed in her bright, watery eyes, making her look even more pitiful.Phoebe couldn't help but chuckle at her daughter's adorable expression.Seeing her mother's reaction, Amy panicked and sniffled, her little shoulders trembling. "Mommy, is it true? You and Jeremy are ganging up on me! We're not friends anymore!" She turned her head away in a huff.Rea

Inside the car, Phoebe glanced at her two children and gently asked, "Kids, do you like it here?""Yes!" Jeremy and Amy answered in unison. Their eyes were wide with curiosity as they gazed out the window, taking in the unfamiliar yet exciting sights around them."Mom, is this where you grew up?" Amy tilted her head and looked at Phoebe."Yes," Phoebe nodded with a smile."When can we see Gavin?" Amy suddenly asked."He said he'll come over tonight.""Yay!" Amy clapped her hands excitedly, her face lighting up with joy.Watching her daughter's excitement, Phoebe let out a soft sigh and turned her gaze to the scenery outside.The familiar yet distant landscape passed by, blending memories with reality. Laughter, tears—every emotion had left its mark on this land.As the car slowly pulled up in front of the house, Phoebe took a deep breath, steadied herself, and stepped out with the children.Standing at the door, she lifted her hand and pressed the doorbell.Moments later, the door ope

At the kindergarten.Amy sat quietly on the swing, gently swaying back and forth. Tilting her head slightly, she gazed at Jeremy in the distance and murmured, "Jeremy, I'm not happy."Jeremy didn't even lift his head. He simply responded coldly, "Talk."Amy's eyes flickered with confusion and curiosity as she said, "Everyone else has a dad." She pointed toward a group of children playing not far away. Among them, a little boy was being lifted high into the air by his father, laughter ringing out."Mhm, I know. We have one too," Jeremy replied, still focused on his work."You mean Daddy Gavin?" Amy tilted her head."Mhm." Jeremy was beginning to lose patience. To him, Amy's questions were far too childish."Then why doesn't Daddy Gavin live with us?""Because Daddy Gavin isn't really our dad." Jeremy finally stopped what he was doing, his tone serious."Why not?""There's no reason. He just isn't.""Then who is our real dad?"Jeremy's body stiffened slightly. He slowly put down the blu