All Chapters of The Billionaire She Rejected.: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Riley’s POVI stepped out of the building only to find Cole and Myra waiting at the entrance like they always did. But something felt different this time. They didn’t greet me with their usual smiles. Instead, they looked tense, their eyes darting across the street as if expecting trouble.Before I could even ask what was going on, they moved closer to me, one on each side, shielding me slightly as they guided me to the car. It was unusual, and I was about to question their strange behavior until I lifted my eyes and saw why.A few meters away, some people were lingering by the sidewalk, pretending to blend in with the early morning crowd. But no matter how subtle they tried to be, the glint of camera lenses gave them away. Of course it can only be journalists, watching and waiting. Hoping to capture a picture of me looking broken or angry or anything that would make a good headline.Even though they were careful not to get too close, probably afraid of trespassing on the Gray proper

Riley’s POVI sat on the couch in front of the television, a bowl of popcorn resting on my lap and several chocolate wraps scattered across the table. The bright colors flashing on the screen meant nothing to me. I was watching a movie, but not really watching it. My eyes were glued to the screen while my thoughts drifted far away, trapped in the chaos of my mind.It has been two weeks. Two long, draining weeks since I decided to avoid Michael completely.I moved out of the Gray’s building and have been staying with Aria since then. Her home has turned into my refuge, a place where I could breathe, even if the air was still heavy with memories of him.I have blocked him everywhere. Calls, texts, social media, everything. Yet, somehow, his presence still finds its way to me. His face keeps popping up online, his name keeps trending, and his voice keeps echoing in my head.He has been here several times. Aria always calls me first, and I will always give the same answer, don’t let him i

Michael’s POVWe arrived at the hospital a few minutes later. I stepped out of the car first, the cool evening breeze brushing across my face. My driver hurried to open the other side, and I moved around just in time to steady Sienna as she slowly got out. She looked pale and weak, her steps unstable, so I allowed her to lean on me while we walked through the hospital’s sliding doors.Inside, the smell of disinfectant filled the air, and the quiet hum of machines blended with soft murmurs from patients and nurses. We took the elevator straight to the gynecology floor. When the doors slid open, I strode to the reception desk and asked for the department director.He arrived within minutes, his expression calm but alert, the kind that comes from years of experience handling delicate cases. “Mr. Gray,” he greeted, recognizing me instantly.“I need you to personally oversee her checkup,” I said firmly, gesturing toward Sienna. “She’s been feeling dizzy, and she claims to be pregnant. I wa

Riley’s POVThe moment I walked into Gray's Enterprises, I could feel the weight of their eyes on me. Some people tried to hide their stares, glancing away the moment I looked in their direction, while others didn’t even bother. Their curiosity was written all over their faces.I held my chin up and walked straight to the elevator, pretending not to notice the awkward tension that seemed to follow me. It wasn’t new anymore, being the center of unwanted attention had become something of a routine lately. But that didn’t make it any easier to bear.The only time I could breathe freely was when I closed the door to my office. That small space felt like my only safe corner in this entire building. Once the door clicked shut, I finally let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. The silence was a relief. Here, I didn’t have to force a smile or pretend everything was fine.Later in the day, we had a department meeting. I tried to focus on the reports and the presentations, but my

Michael's POVI stared at the investigator silently, trying to process everything he just told me. My mind was spinning, but I didn’t want to show it. Zara, my own sister, working with Sienna? It sounded ridiculous, but the proof was staring right at me from his tab.I reached forward and took another look at the screen, my thumb sliding across the images. Different days. Different outfits. Same two faces sitting together, talking like they were old friends. Zara’s expression wasn’t forced either, she looked comfortable. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw her that relaxed around Sienna. Back then, she could barely stand her presence. She once called her manipulative, said she had eyes full of trouble. So what changed?The shock deepened when the investigator scrolled to another file and showed me that the IP address used to leak the viral video of me and Sienna came from the Gray mansion. My own home. The thought made my stomach churn. I clenched my fists against my knees, anger