All Chapters of Loving The Billionaire Gone Wrong: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Christian didn’t waste anymore second.He stepped forward and pulled Emma’s hand away from David’s grip. His face was calm, but his eyes were sharp and cold. There was no need for words—his action said it all.“It’s getting late already,” Christian said, “Since the restaurant manager is here to handle things, and no one’s talking about what happened anymore. So, I guess everything’s fine and we can take our leave now.”David stayed quiet, his hands by his side, but his eyes followed Emma sadly.Christian turned to Mathew and gave a small, stiff nod. “Thank you for your hospitality tonight,” he said.And just like that, he turned to leave with Emma by his side.But they hadn’t gone far when Mathew called out.“Emma,” he said loudly.They stopped walking. Emma turned around slowly, her face calm but tired.Mathew walked toward her with a guilty look on his face. His voice was quiet and unsure.“I’m sorry… for how things turned out tonight,” he said. “I-”“This is the last time,” she sai

Christian pulled up in front of Emma's house. The car ride had been quiet, really quiet. As he parked, Emma unbuckled her seatbelt and said, "Thank you." Her voice was soft, almost distant.Christian watched her closely as she reached for the door handle. He wanted to say something—anything—that would make her pause, look back, maybe smile. But Emma just stared ahead, her face tired and unreadable.Before she could step out, he gently reached for her hand.“Emma,” he said softly, “how are you feeling?”She turned her eyes to him, surprised by the touch. There was a long silence before she finally shrugged.“I’m okay,” she muttered, but even she didn’t sound convinced.Christian gave her hand a small squeeze. “Don’t think too much about everything that happened tonight, alright? I know it feels heavy right now, but things will settle. Your dad… he’ll come around.”Emma let out a bitter scoff and looked away. “You think so? He’s too wrapped up in Isabel and Allison’s vines of lies to s

After that chaotic and painful day, Emma's life gradually returned to its familiar rhythm.She picked up her work at the hospital again, focusing on her patients and responsibilities. Claire resumed school, her cheerful giggles echoing once more in the mornings. To outsiders, everything seemed back to normal — the same Emma, the same daily life.But inside, something had shifted.Emma and Christian were no longer just friends. They had crossed a line they hadn’t dared cross before, and although it still felt a little new, a little strange, Emma welcomed the quiet comfort it brought her. Christian's presence was steady and warm, and it wrapped around her like a safety net she didn't realize she had needed for so long.Still, some days, it surprised her just how much their relationship had changed.Like today.Emma was juggling her handbag, Claire’s lunchbox, and a folder of school papers as she stepped out of her apartment. Claire was already waiting in the backseat of the car, hummin

The rain was falling heavily, beating against David’s windshield and making it hard to see. The wipers moved quickly, but they couldn't clear away the water fast enough. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he pressed harder on the gas pedal.His heartbeat was racing.The road was almost empty except for his car. The rain made everything look blurry, and the tires slipped slightly every now and then. Still, he didn’t slow down. He had to find Emma, make sure she was alright.Suddenly, a flash of bright lights appeared right in front of him. Before David could react, a huge truck swerved into his lane. The truck’s big wheels were sliding on the wet road, throwing up sprays of water. Heavy crates were stacked high on the back, covered with a torn tarp that flapped wildly in the wind. Some of the crates looked like they were about to fall off.The truck driver was yelling something, waving his arms out the window, but David couldn’t hear anything. The sound of the rain poun

“Dammit!” David slammed his hands hard against the steering wheel, his voice rough with anger and frustration.The rain continued to pour heavily outside, the sky dark and angry. The road ahead, which had already been bad, had become even worse. Car horns blared from every direction as drivers, growing impatient, pressed down aggressively on their horns. People tried to cut each other off, swerving and pushing their way forward, causing more confusion.David gritted his teeth as he watched the cars barely move an inch. The downpour made visibility almost zero, but it didn't stop reckless drivers from pushing their way ahead. Every second wasted felt like a knife twisting in his heart. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his bloodied fingers trembling slightly. He wished he had his phone with him right now. At least he would have tried to call Emma and find out how she was doing.“Dammit!” he cursed out loudly again, silently blaming himself for being in such a hurry that