BORROWED LOVE ON ICE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

LOUIS POV So far, Katrina’s little plan worked pretty well.I have to hand it to her—when she wants something, she goes all in, no hesitation. But she isn’t as smart as she thinks she is. She’s impulsive, hot-headed, and her obsession with Xavier clouds her better judgment. That’s where I come in.The boy—Xavier—well, he turned out to be more gullible than even I expected. Almost laughably so. A few carefully planted seeds, a few staged pictures, and suddenly Melissa, the girl who would burn the world for him, became the villain in his eyes. He swallowed it whole, like a child taking candy from a stranger.It was working. All of it.But if there’s one thing I’ve learned in this game, it’s that things rarely go smoothly forever. Especially when someone like Melissa is involved. If it’s the Melissa I know, then I’d be damned to think she’d just let this trick slide. No, she isn’t the type to sit back and lick her wounds. She’s dangerously meticulous. She’s calculating, patient, and t

MELISSA’S POVWait a minute. Information had just gotten in.I froze where I sat, gripping my phone so tightly that my knuckles turned pale. My heart wasn’t just racing—it was stumbling, skipping entire beats, then pounding so loud in my chest it felt like the sound filled the room.The silence on the line was louder than anything else in the world. I could hear Davis’s uneven breathing, like he was staring at something that even shocked him.Then, in a tone that only made my stomach drop further, he said, “Melissa, hang up please, I’ll get back to you.”Before I could respond, the call ended.I stared at the blank screen of my phone, completely stunned. My entire body trembled. I could almost feel my heart leaving my chest, clawing its way out because it couldn’t handle the weight of what I was about to face.“Oh my God…” I whispered to myself, my throat dry and my lips barely forming the words. “Louis.”Louis Smith.It hit me like a bucket of ice water.“I should have known. That co

MELISSA’S POV The cab ride felt like it took forever, though in reality it was barely twenty minutes. The whole time, my heart was in my throat. My palms were slick with sweat, clutching my phone so tight I thought I might crack it. The evidence Davis had sent me was right there—photos, files, the truth that proved everything. Finally, I had something solid to show Xavier.And in my head, I kept replaying how it would go.He’d open the door, see me standing there, and I’d thrust the phone into his hands, my words tumbling out fast but clear. He’d scan the photos, his face softening as realization struck. His arms would come around me, pulling me into him. He’d whisper apologies against my hair, voice breaking as he told me how sorry he was for doubting me. And I’d forgive him, because I loved him, and none of this mess had ever been my fault.That was the scene I carried with me as the cab pulled up outside his apartment complex. That was the hope burning in me as I paid the driver a

MELISSA’S POV The sharp pain pounding at my temples woke me before the sun had fully risen into the sky. It was one of those headaches that made it hard to even open my eyes, like a dull hammer knocking against the inside of my skull. I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling, the fan circling slowly above me, and it all came crashing back—the night before, Xavier’s voice, his face, his words that sliced me deeper than any knife ever could. “Maybe dating you was a mistake.” Those words replayed like a broken record, refusing to stop. My chest tightened again, my stomach rolled, and I felt sick all over. I turned my head into the pillow and let out a shaky breath. Yesterday had drained every last bit of strength from me. I had been so sure that once he saw the evidence, once he looked into my eyes, he would know I was telling the truth. I thought he would pull me into his arms and tell me he was sorry for doubting me. But instead… Instead he looked at me like a stranger. L

MELISSA’S POV The moment I stepped back into my apartment, I collapsed onto the couch, still holding my handbag like it was my lifeline. My chest rose and fell heavily, my palms damp, and my mind was in a full-blown spiral. My thoughts were everywhere at once, clashing against each other like waves in a storm.I was pregnant.The word alone was enough to make me want to either laugh hysterically or collapse in tears, maybe both. Pregnant. I placed a trembling hand on my stomach. Five weeks, the doctor had said. Just the thought of a tiny life forming inside me—it felt surreal. It should’ve been beautiful, but right now it only felt like chaos. My modeling career… my reputation… my freedom… Xavier’s rejection… Katrina’s constant lurking presence… Marco’s manipulations. And now this?I let out a shaky breath. “What am I supposed to do?” I whispered to no one, my voice cracking.I leaned back, closing my eyes, and let the silence of my apartment wrap around me. Except silence wasn’t pe