All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 1301 - Chapter 1310

Why didn't she go to someone else?Because he had the worst reputation—the kind that made people tremble at the mere mention of his name.Because he was the uncrowned king of New York City, and her only bargaining chip was herself. There weren't many unmarried, powerful men out there, and he happened to be the one who fit the criteria best. She had no choice but to come to him.Xavier Grayson lowered his head again, trailing his thin, rosy lips from her brow to the tip of her nose, then down to her beautiful lips, where he planted a gentle kiss. Then he suddenly said, "Wife... thank you for coming into my life. And... I love you."Chloe Bishop's nose tingled with emotion.Looking back on every moment she'd shared with Xavier Grayson—the journey had been anything but easy. No, not just not easy—it had been incredibly difficult.She raised her arms, looped them around Xavier Grayson's neck, and pressed her lips to his...After being dragged out by Tim, Gwen Grayson was shoved straight i

Gwen Grayson froze, her body tensing up.Tim held her tightly, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Gwen, let's be together."Gwen Grayson was stunned. For a long while, she didn't respond.Tim turned her around to face him, his expression and voice growing even more resolute. "Let's date." Then, as if feeling that sounded too casual, he added, "With marriage as the goal."With that, Tim cupped her face and kissed her—urgent and demanding, as if he were finally doing something he'd always wanted to do, and now he was collecting on it with interest.Gwen Grayson went from shrinking back at first, to shyly responding, and then to kissing him back with equal warmth. She answered him with her own response—yes.Tim was overjoyed. One hand cradled the back of her head, the other gripped her waist, pulling her so close it seemed he wanted to fuse her into his very being.Gwen Grayson shivered all over, her mind snapping back to clarity. She pushed him away with all her strength, her face flu

Especially now, when Ava Adam was already feeling so unbalanced.Her face cold, she swatted the watch—box and all—to the floor. "Tayne Marsh, what is this supposed to mean? Do you think I'm joking about divorce?"Tayne Marsh looked at the watch lying on the ground and suddenly felt that all of this was utterly pointless. He asked her, "Do you really want a divorce?"Ava Adam fell silent. Tayne Marsh's reaction was too calm.So calm that it seemed if she said "yes," he would simply nod and agree without hesitation.But she wasn't willing to let go. If she divorced Tayne Marsh, she'd be a divorced woman—and she might not find a better match next time. But staying wasn't satisfying either.Why could he ask her in such a flat, indifferent tone?Hadn't he promised to love and spoil her forever? Was this his idea of love?"Ava, can we please stop fighting?"Seeing her red-rimmed eyes, Tayne Marsh reached out to embrace her—but she shoved him away. "Don't touch me.""Fine. I won't touch you.

Gwen Grayson fetched a thin blanket and carefully draped it over him. She sat down by the sofa, studying his sleeping face as he lay there, taking in every detail of his features.She realized she'd never really looked at him this closely before.Everything from last night felt both real and dreamlike. She still couldn't be sure whether Tim had actually run after her and held her—or if it had all been a drunken fantasy.Her gaze traveled from his brows down to his lips. His lips were beautiful, smooth and soft-looking, with barely any lines. And his skin—so clean. Few men had skin this good."Have you looked your fill?""Ah?"Tim's sudden opening eyes caught her completely off guard.He let out a low chuckle. "Silly girl. A man fresh out of sleep shouldn't be stared at like that by a woman."It took Gwen Grayson a moment to catch his meaning. Her face burned red, but she stubbornly insisted, "I—I was just coming to wake you up! Who knew you'd sleep like a log—snoring and everything."

"Do you recognize it?""No—"Gwen Grayson instinctively wanted to deny it, but when she met Tim's eyes, the rest of her words got stuck in her throat... He'd obviously already guessed.She paused for a moment, then came clean to Tim. "It's Tayne Marsh. We haven't been in touch for a long time."She added that last part because she didn't want Tim to misunderstand.Tim said, "Call him back. Might be something urgent."With that, he cleared the plates from the table and headed into the kitchen.Gwen Grayson wasn't sure what to make of Tim's attitude, but she still decided to return the call. Since there was nothing between her and Tayne Marsh anymore, it was better to be open about it.Tayne Marsh was probably busy—the call went unanswered until the very end.Gwen Grayson didn't try a second time. Just as she was about to put the phone down, she received a message from him.He said: Drank too much last night. Pocket-dialed you. Sorry for the disturbance.Gwen Grayson read it and replied