All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

"I just want to go back now," Chloe repeated, her voice trembling with a mixture of exhaustion and defiance.Xavier’s expression, which had briefly settled into a post-coital calm, instantly refroze. A sharp, crystalline layer of hostility returned to his gaze as he stepped closer to her. "Are you truly that desperate to leave? Or are you just terrified of that man seeing exactly what we were doing in there? Is it the guilt of your ruined makeup, or the fear of his reaction that has you so shaken?"Chloe’s hands clenched into tight fists at her sides. The air between them crackled with the weight of things left unsaid for weeks. "What does this have to do with him?" she demanded, her voice rising with an indignation she could no longer suppress. "Why do you insist on tethering me to a ghost? I have told you time and time again—it is over. I don't love him anymore. Why is that so impossible for you to believe? I am your wife. Even if you hold no affection for me, I am still a human bei

Resistance was futile, and Chloe had no choice but to endure the cold weight of Xavier’s possessiveness. The tiny wound on her lip split open again under the pressure, sending a sharp, stinging throb through her nerves. It was a pain that mirrored the deeper ache in her chest—the realization that her body and her life were no longer her own.As the night deepened, the Han couple returned to their hotel suite. When Mr. Han finally revealed that Xavier and Chloe were actually husband and wife, Mrs. Han sat on the edge of the velvet sofa, speechless with shock. She replayed the memories of Chloe in Seoul—the way the girl’s eyes would light up like a galaxy whenever she spoke of Liam Martin. Chloe had once told her, with the absolute certainty of youth, that Liam was the only man she would ever love, and that she would marry no one else in this lifetime.Now, that promise lay in ruins. Chloe had indeed married, but the man by her side was a cold, volatile stranger instead of the one she h

The heavy silence in the hallway felt like a physical weight as Snow’s fragile, trembling silhouette finally vanished into the shadows of the guest wing. Liam Martin didn't look after her; his eyes remained fixed on a point in the distance, cold and resolute. He turned his gaze toward Ice, the man who had shared in the years of guilt and searching. "Follow me to the study," Liam commanded, his voice devoid of its usual melodic warmth.Half an hour later, the soft glow of a desk lamp illuminated the heavy documents Liam pushed across the mahogany surface toward Ice. "I am transferring ten percent of the Martin Group’s shares to Snow," Liam stated, his voice as smooth and emotionless as polished stone. He then placed two high-end property deeds on top of the contract. "Along with these two estates in the city center. This is what she is owed."Ice stared at the signed and sealed transfer agreement, his heart hammering against his ribs in sheer shock. Years ago, when they had received th

The silent tension within the car was suffocating, a stark contrast to the neon-lit streets outside. It felt as though an eternity had passed before Xavier finally pulled away, his expression hardening into a mask of cold indifference. He pushed Chloe aside with a clinical detachment, as if she were nothing more than a discarded object.Chloe sat there, limp and pale, looking like a porcelain doll that had lost its soul. Her eyes were glazed, staring at nothing, her spirit bruised by the relentless psychological and physical pressure Xavier exerted. Xavier, clearly dissatisfied with her "half-dead" state, didn't offer a single word of comfort or a trace of remorse. He simply shoved the car door open and stepped out into the cool night air, leaving her alone in the darkness of the vehicle.It took Chloe a long time to find the strength to move. She sat in the back seat, her breath hitching as she slowly smoothed her hair and straightened her disheveled dress. She spent those quiet mome

"Was this Xavier’s idea, or yours, Butler White?"Chloe looked at the older man with genuine confusion. Why was the butler suddenly so concerned about her well-being?Butler White offered a diplomatic smile. "It’s the Master’s intention, of course. Even if he didn't state it explicitly, I know his mind well enough to understand what he wants.""So, you’re just guessing," Chloe remarked flatly. She knew it. There was no way those specific words would ever cross Xavier’s cold lips.The butler coughed slightly, feeling a bit awkward. "Young Mistress... I’ve been with the Master since he was a child. I have a fair understanding of his temperament."Chloe didn't push him further. She looked at the array of high-end sunscreens and reached for a single bottle. "Fine. You can go. I’ll be down in a moment."When Xavier checked the surveillance feed again, he saw Chloe fully "armored" against the elements. She was sitting in the picturesque courtyard, shielded by a wide-brimmed hat, stubbornly