All Chapters of I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ChloeMy hand grazed the wall as I descended the stairs, my fingers white from how tightly I clung to the railing. Every step felt like a difficult job. My knees wobbled beneath me, my vision swimming in and out of focus. My body screamed at me to stop, and rest. But I kept going.I don’t even know why.Habit? Pride? Hope?No. Hope died yesrs ago.By the time I reached the bottom, my legs were trembling so badly I had to pause and lean against the wall. My breathing was shallow, barely enough to keep me conscious.As I walked forward, voices drifted from the living room. I turned my head toward the sound just as the maid beside me reached out and touched my arm.“Madam,” she whispered, almost nervously, “perhaps, you should rest here for a moment before going in.”I stared at her, confused. My brows furrowed slightly. “Why?”She flinched. “Just… the atmosphere might not be good for you right now.”My gaze drifted toward the living room. Something felt off, but really, what worse could

Logan I hated him. God, I hated the man standing in front of me. Even after eight years, it was like nothing had changed. The same sharp jaw, the same calm eyes that always looked at me like he had already figured me out, like he knew I was the worst thing that ever happened to Chloe. Tristan. I hadn’t heard his name in years, hadn’t seen his face, but the moment he stepped into this house, every memory of him came flooding back. The first time we met, it was Chloe who introduced us. And from that moment, I wanted to break his face. It was hard for Chloe to be close to anyone. She kept people out, built walls so high even I barely climbed over them. But he walked into her life like he belonged there, and she let him in easily. She smiled at his jokes like she’d known him her whole life, and his eyes stayed on her too long. That was when I knew I had to separate them. I agreed to stay under the same roof with him for a few nights, but every second felt like swallowing broken g

ChloeA low groan slipped from me as I tried to lift my head. The dull ache inside my skull pulsed. I blinked, forcing my eyes open despite the sting, and stared up at the ceiling.Bright morning light spilled across my face. I turned my head away, hiding from it before it could make the pain worse. My body felt impossibly heavy, every limb weighed down as though it had been replaced with lead.When my eyes adjusted, I scanned the room. A hospital room? It looked expensive, probably private.A thin tube was taped to my hand, a needle buried in my skin, leading to a drip hanging beside the bed.And there, slumped at my side, was Stella, her fingers locked so tightly around mine it almost hurt, as if she never wanted to let go. She was asleep. I let out a slow sigh and turned my gaze back to the ceiling. My head throbbed when I tried to think.Why was I in a hospital room? Why was Stella here? Why was there a drip in my hand?Another groan slipped from me, quiet but enough to make her s

ChloeThe doctor smiled warmly. “You’re a lot better now, Mrs. Chloe. I’m glad your health has improved.”I looked up at the middle-aged man and returned his smile. “Thank you.”It had been three days since I’d been here, and those three days had been peaceful. Surprisingly, I didn't see Logan or his family. Even my father and brother had stayed away. I didn’t know what had happened to them, but I had heard something strange from the nurses, they said Logan had been coming here every night. He never stepped inside my room, though. He’d just stand at the door for a while, like he was deciding whether to come in, and then leave.I had no idea why the nurses told me that, maybe they thought it would make me feel special, or lucky, or happy. But the truth? It was the complete opposite.It felt like I could finally breathe.No overbearing mother-in-law policing my plate. No husband making my life a living hell. No sister-in-law acting like a complete bitch. I could take long walks. Eat wha

ChloeMy heart skipped, then raced as I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. Alexander’s hand slid against the small of my back, steadying me.The kiss deepened in an instant. I tilted closer, parting my lips against his, tasting him as if I couldn’t get enough. His mouth was hot, demanding, and when he kissed me back, it was as though he was answering a need he had held back for too long. And for a moment I forgot where I was.In my eagerness, I pushed too hard.I didn’t realize I had shifted him until it was too late. He stumbled, still holding me, and the two of us went down. I gasped, but before I could fall, he shifted quickly, turning his body so I landed on his chest instead. His arms locked around me protectively. My head bumped lightly against his.I blinked, dazed. Alexander was flat on the floor, and I was sprawled across him, my cheek pressed against his chest, his arms firmly locked around my waist.Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.I tilted my head slightly, p