All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 1201 - Chapter 1210

"Exactly. Who does she think she is—the lady of the house?"Gida's face was dripping with contempt. The way she looked down on Chloe Bishop showed not a trace of the respect a servant should have.Perhaps it was Chloe's tolerance over the past days that had emboldened her to act so recklessly, forgetting her place.Or maybe—she had someone backing her.Then Gida went even further. She pointed right at Chloe's face and spat, "Let me tell you something—the real mistress of this house is arriving soon. And when she does, she'll make sure you and that bastard in your belly get the hell out of—"Smack!The slap landed hard across the servant's face.Chloe clenched her stinging palm, her razor-sharp gaze cutting into the woman like a blade. "Say another word. I told you to leave to save you face. Since you don't know when to quit, we'll take this up with Seth Rollins himself."The servant she hit was Gida—no ordinary maid. Like Enna, she was a widow of one of Seth Rollins's fallen men, both

After the meal, Seth Rollins had Chloe lie down with her head on his lap. He picked up a storybook and read to her in clear, measured tones. Half an hour later, she had fallen asleep right there on his legs.She slept for two hours. When she woke, he asked her to play chess with him—and they were evenly matched.In the evening, Seth Rollins cooked again.After dinner, he brought out a bicycle and patted the back seat, flashing her that devilishly charming smile. "Chloe, hop on."She climbed on and gripped the fabric of his shirt behind her.The night wind blew through her hair, and she caught the scent of him—clean and fresh, without even the usual hint of cigarette smoke.She realized then: ever since coming to Canada, she hadn't seen Seth Rollins smoke a single cigarette."Chloe, hold onto me."His pace grew faster, laughter bubbling from his throat. "Remember? The moment I learned to ride, you kept pestering me to take you for a spin. You were still in kindergarten back then—you we

"Chloe, this one is the best."Seth Rollins suddenly spoke, pointing at a photo taken inside the church and showing it to Chloe.She glanced at it absently. There was nothing special about the shot—just Seth Rollins holding her arm as they walked into the church together.Still, she couldn't help but think: if Xavier Grayson ever saw these photos, no amount of explanation would clear things up.The last misunderstanding was still fresh in her memory...Seth Rollins pored over the dozen or so photos for a long time. When he noticed her constantly looking back, he closed the laptop, picked up the storybook, put on his glasses, and patted his lap.The car was speeding up now. Chloe gripped the handrail, ignoring his gesture.Seeing her unmoved, he reminded her gently, "Chloe, this is the last time."The last time—not the last day.The storybook in his hand was nearing its end. She met his eyes behind those glasses, and for some reason, a wave of sadness washed over her.In that instant,

The gunshot and the hysterical scream rang out almost simultaneously.The bullet had entered right between Seth Rollins's brows.Chloe felt his body jolt violently. The hand covering her face slipped away. The last thing she heard was his mournful whisper—"Don't cry... not... worth it..."There was a hint of release in that sorrowful voice.She watched Seth Rollins's body slump forward, his head resting on her lap. Warm blood soon soaked through her wedding dress.She sat frozen, unable to look down at him..."Willing in the next life, to be the mud beneath these flowers again, to guard you—I would lie in the filth. Do not abandon me—though I am but mud, if I can be near you, even trampled beneath your feet, I am still precious..."Seth Rollins's pained breathing didn't last long. Soon, he lay still in her lap, his hand still clutching her gown.Tears fell in heavy drops from Chloe's face, one by one onto his lifeless visage.One tear landed in his open eye—and then, slowly, his eyeli

Chloe watched the young man's figure fade into the distance, crying out as she woke from the nightmare...She opened her eyes and found herself lying in a hospital bed. Xavier Grayson sat beside her, his gaze complex as he looked at her.None of this was a dream. Xavier Grayson had really come. She had finally gained the freedom she longed for. And Seth Rollins was... truly dead."Chloe?"She didn't respond for a long moment, so Xavier Grayson called her name.Her dazed eyes slowly focused on his face again. She saw self-reproach in his eyes, deep pain—and a trace of fear."Xavier, I had a very long dream."She looked at him, her voice flat. "In the dream, I went back to my childhood. I saw Seth Rollins as a teenager... He was handsome and carefree—just the way I remembered him."Xavier Grayson's throat tightened. The fear in his eyes deepened. "Chloe, Seth Rollins... is dead."She curved her lips slightly, her eyes brimming with sorrow. "I know. He died in my arms. I haven't forgotte