All Chapters of Betrayed In Love: Redeemed By The Billionaire CEO: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

(Amara)I step out of the office slowly, my feet heavier than before.Everything that just happened keeps replaying in my head.Stella’s accusations.The hatred in her eyes.The way she had raised her hand at me without hesitation.And Rayner…The way he had stopped her.I shut my eyes briefly and inhale deeply, trying to steady the mess building inside me. When I open them again, the long hallway stretches before me endlessly, cold and quiet.Then something presses against my palm.I pause.My fingers slowly uncurl and my gaze drops to the brown envelope still clutched tightly in my hand.The envelope.My mind flashes back immediately.The CCTV room.The operator’s voice.“Here’s the video, ma’am.”A slow breath leaves me.I should go back.I should at least find out who sent this to me.Without giving myself time to think twice, I turn around and begin walking back toward the CCTV department.My heartbeat grows heavier with every step.A few moments later, I push open the operating

(Amara)My hand drops to my side.Ignoring Maya’s stare, I grab my car keys and rush out of the office, Nathan’s voice replaying over and over in my head.“She came back looking sad and immediately collapsed to the floor.”My chest tightens painfully.I keep moving fast, my thoughts spinning wildly as I stab the elevator button repeatedly.Busy.“Shit.”The curse leaves under my breath as I rake a hand through my hair. My breathing grows uneven. Then my eyes snap toward the staircase door.I don’t hesitate.I shove it open and start running down the stairs.My footsteps echo loudly around me.It’s all my fault.The thought slams into me harder with every step.I spoke harshly to her.I pushed her away.And now she’s in the hospital.The glass doors slide open once I reach the ground floor, and I rush outside. Cool air brushes against my skin, but it does nothing to calm the panic clawing through me.I press the unlock button before I even reach the car.The moment I slide into the dri

(Maya)I’m lost in my own world, my mind replaying every single moment from last night.The hospital.Amara.The Roosevelts.The way the air shifted the second she stood before them.A single thought forms: She’s… She’s a Roosevelt.Even now, the thought still doesn’t feel real. It keeps circling through my head like a broken record, louder and louder until I can barely hear anything else.“You’ll end up making our department issue more money for the next purchase.”The voice slices through my thoughts so suddenly that I jerk hard.Hot coffee slips from my hand.“Ah—”The cup tips over, brown liquid splashing across the table. Some of it lands on my skin and the sting burns instantly.Before I can react properly, someone rushes toward me.“Goodness, are you alright?” Kelvin grabs my wrist carefully, his expression tightening. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”His voice comes out fast, sharp with panic.I look up at him.His eyes stay fixed on my hand, concern flashing across his face so

(Amara)The words die in my throat the moment noise rises outside the room.“How could you leave mother alone with Amara? What if—”The door suddenly pushes open.Grace storms in first, breathing hard, her eyes sharp with panic. Lillian rushes in after her immediately.“Grace. Grace, stop,” Lillian says quickly, trying to grab her arm.But Grace doesn’t stop.Her eyes land on me instantly.“What are you doing here, Amara?” she demands. “Are you here to cause more pain to mother?”My brows pull together.“What?”From the corner of my eyes, I see Lillian wince, her fingers curling tightly against her face like she already knows this is going to end badly.Grace ignores everyone and moves carefully toward my mother by the side.“The doctor said you shouldn’t stress yourself,” she says, voice shaking with emotion. “So I don’t support leaving you alone with her.”Her gaze snaps toward me again.“What if she makes you angry again? What if she causes you to collapse again? That would not—”“

(Amara)“Do you have to return?”Maya sets the glass of juice down on the table, her voice softer this time, almost careful.I don’t answer immediately. I just reach for the glass and take a slow sip, letting the coldness settle against the tightness in my chest.“I mean…” she continues, curling her legs beneath herself on the couch. “You can go back to living the way you used to. We can return to Pittsburgh and start afresh again. Me and you. Just the both of us.”I lower the glass slowly into my lap.“That’s not possible, Maya.”“Why?” she asks quickly, shifting closer. “You have a place to stay in Pittsburgh, remember? We can—”“Even then,” I cut in quietly, lifting my eyes to hers, “I can’t return to that life anymore. I already made a promise to return.”“But—”“No buts, Maya.” My voice comes out firmer this time. “You should understand why I have to do this. Besides, my condition was accepted and I think it’s time I go back already. After everything that has happened, it’s just…