All Chapters of Fall In Love, My Billionaire CEO: Chapter 161 - Chapter 169

Ethan didn't get back home until about five hours after normal closing hours.By the time he finally arrived, the sky outside had already begun to darken, and the house had settled into the quiet routine of the evening. The lights in the sitting room were on, casting a warm glow across the spacious foyer, while the faint sound of something boiling came from the kitchen.The door to the house creaked open and he stepped inside the spacious foyer that led directly to the sitting room.His shoulders were slightly slumped, and his face carried the exhaustion of someone who had spent the entire day fighting a battle he wasn't sure he could win.Beatrice stretched her neck to check who walked in, her face falling flat when she saw him.“I thought you were mom.”She had been standing in the kitchen, stirring the contents in a pot, but her attention immediately shifted toward him.He barely replied, letting out a soft grunt.“Why are you just coming in?” She asked as she continued stirring th

Alyssa threw her keys on the table as she walked into the house, running her hands through her hair in panic.Harrison furrowed his brows, confusion lining his features.His eyes demanded for an explanation from the children, but he got nothing but a simple shrug. “We also don't know,” Harry said.“Kids, go upstairs,” he ordered and the both of them complied. When they were now alone, Harrison reached for Alyssa's shoulders, holding her in place.“Are you sure it was her you saw?” He asked, his tone hushed and serious.Alyssa looked at him, her face slightly flushed.“I'm sure. H-how… how did she find us? Oh, my gosh, I'm going to lose my mind,” she ranted.Harrison led her to one of the sofas, then got her a glass of water.After drinking, Alyssa calmed down a bit.She looked around the house, shaking her head slightly.“After everything we've built, she wants to come back to ruin it… again !”“We won't let her,” Harrison growled.“Her children goes to the same school as ours, Harr

Ethan strode down the hallway to Abby's classroom with nothing but determination pumping out of his heart.He swung the classroom's door open, his eyes searching fervently for Abby.Luckily for him, the class was empty.Abby sat alone in a corner, her ears plugged and it looked like she was scribbling something.As soon as his eyes fell on her, his heart melted instantly.It felt like a wave of calm washed over him, taking all his troubles away.He rolled his hands into fists, a muscle jumping in his jaw when he remembered the reason he came looking for her.How was he going to reveal the truth to her? That his first encounter with her was staged? That he was the son of her mother's enemy?“Abby,” he called, his voice firm, yet soft, like velvet on skin.Abby looked up, her face immediately spreading into a sweet smile.She pushed herself out of her chair, running straight into his open arms.“Ethan!” She cried happily, hugging him tightly. “What're you doing here?”His hands wrapped

Abby's words hit him like a blow to his face, but he knew she was right to be mad at him.For several seconds, Ethan could only stare at her.There was no defense he could give that would make what had happened look better. No explanation that could erase the image she had walked in on or the lies that had been carefully built around her without her knowledge. He could see the betrayal written all over her face, and somehow, that hurt more than the anger.He had expected Abby to be angry when she eventually found out.He just hadn't expected to see that much hurt in her eyes.What he couldn't believe, however, was Beatrice lying against him.His eyes briefly shifted toward Beatrice, and disbelief flashed across his face.Even now, he couldn't understand how everything had spiraled this far.All that for Claire's trust?He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palm.He needed something to anchor him.His thoughts were moving too quickly, jumping from one problem to another, an

Ethan had just blindly accepted the task Alyssa gave him.At the time, he had been too focused on proving himself to Abby's parents to think about what would happen afterward.He had wanted to show them that he wasn't like Claire.He wanted Abby to look at him and know that, despite everything that had happened, he was willing to stand beside her.But now that he was standing outside the sitting room where his mother was, reality was beginning to sink in.He didn't fully comprehend how difficult it would take Claire to accept such invitation.He had spent the entire walk home thinking about it.Claire wasn't stupid.She questioned everything.She trusted no one.And if she sensed even the slightest hint of a trap, she would never step foot inside the venue.As he approached her in the sitting room of their house, panic shot through him.His palms became sweaty.His throat suddenly felt dry.What would he say? Would she agree?She had to. Everything he loved depended on it.He couldn't