Lahat ng Kabanata ng Billionaire's Match: Kabanata 1191 - Kabanata 1200

Netizens, enraged, took it upon themselves to settle the score with Trey. Both online and off, alongside the wave of public condemnation, Goldmont City police kept receiving fresh reports filed against him.Every grievance Khloe had never bothered to pursue against him got dug up and pinned on him one by one by the internet at large.Marriage fraud, defamation, predatory business practices, hiring people to cover up his crimes, and more charges piled up along with the damage he'd done to Goldmont City's business community. It looked like he'd spend the rest of his life behind bars.Khloe, for her part, wasn't willing to spare Trey a shred of her attention. Once she heard the news, she didn't even glance at the headlines.The Hunt family had already assigned people to handle it on her behalf, though it wasn't only Trey who'd pay the price. The Fox family and everyone at Olympus who'd ever come after the Hunts or the Morrisons would answer for it too.They'd stayed out of Khloe's pe

The spring breeze rolled like a sea, wave after wave.Deep in the night, the curtains stirred outside the window, and a thin sliver of moonlight crept onto the bed, breaking into fragments across the shifting shapes above it.…When Michael opened his eyes again, dawn had just begun to break.He reached beside him and found only the soft edge of the blanket.He sat up, dazed. The room held no one but him. The touches from the night before, the figure that had moved beside him again and again, felt like nothing more than a dream.Had it been a dream?Michael touched his own lips. His fever had broken completely, but other than that, nothing in the apartment had changed. There wasn't a single trace, inside or out, that anyone had been there at all.If it really had been her, would she have left without a word, given who she was?Michael's thoughts scattered.He found his phone still on the floor, dead.Just then, the doorbell rang.His heart jumped. He threw the door open. "W

Winnie cut him off, every word turning sharp as a blade."You were the one who was dead set on marrying me back then. That's what made me stake everything on trusting you. And now that you're unhappy with yourself, now that you can't get past whatever's eating at you, you just decide to get a divorce? "I'm telling you right now, Michael, even if we end up hating each other for the rest of our lives, I will never make it easy for you to walk away from me!"Michael had nothing to say.He understood Winnie's heart, but he understood her temperament even better. As much as she valued their relationship, she valued her pride and her dignity above everything else.Michael had assumed that even if Winnie held firm, she wouldn't outlast his repeated refusals."Winnie..." After a long moment, Michael finally spoke, his voice heavy. "You don't need me anymore, not really. You have Khloe and the others behind you. If you want it, you could divorce me and find someone worth trusting, someon

"Okay."The next morning, Winnie woke to find the space beside her already empty.Her chest tightened at once.Yesterday had felt like a honeymoon after their separation, all that holding and kissing and talk. Surely she hadn't given herself away?Winnie dressed quickly and hurried downstairs, only to find Michael coming toward her carrying breakfast.He wore nothing but a simple light blue shirt on top and loose lounge pants below, but his entire presence was worlds apart from the day before, brighter, warmer, full of life again.Winnie bounded down the stairs, bouncing along like an excitable little rabbit.The sight startled Michael badly. He set down the tray and crossed the room in a few quick strides to catch her. "Slow down, you'll trip and fall!""How could I fall with you here?" Winnie laughed softly, looping her arms around his neck and pressing a kiss to the side of his face."Still, you need to be careful. You're not just yourself anymore these days."Michael let

They settled back under the covers, and Winnie curled straight back into Michael's arms as usual. This time, though, she could feel something stiff in the way he held her.Rather than pull back, Winnie only tightened her hold, shifting a little until she'd pressed herself flush against him.Michael didn't seem affected by it. Before long, Winnie felt his breathing slow and even out; he must have been exhausted, since he fell asleep quickly.Her eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes and studied Michael's quiet face.His features had relaxed, but no matter how she looked at it, there was still something sorrowful about him.The mottled red marks she'd seen on his skin flashed back through her mind.He'd scrubbed his own skin nearly raw.The old Michael would have laughed off any setback, no matter how many, as if his confidence would never run dry.That was because, back then, he'd actually cherished himself.But now...He despised himself.Despised himself so deeply that