All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE WANTS HER: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"What? Who are you?" "This is my table and my lover." The man shouted angrily while embracing his pouting lover. Lexie quickly got up from her seat and stepped aside to give the table to the grumpy lovers. “I have to go back to Rafe. I will try to free Gideon as soon as possible.” Lexie whispered next to Clarkson quickly and then darted away through the crowd of people who had just arrived for dinner. Lexie walked briskly across the dance floor. Her mind was unfocused, between thinking about Clarkson's words and her worry that she'd been away from Rafe for too long. She was completely unaware of the gaze of someone nearby until suddenly her hand was violently pulled, and she slammed into the man's body hard. “What are you doing—” Lexie's words hung in the air when she saw the face of someone who had just grabbed her hand. "Where have you been? I checked you in the toilet and you weren't there." "I-I'm sorry, Rafe. I got lost wh

Rafe opened his study door and found an odd silence. He walked out with heavy steps. His back still ached after several very painful whips. He clung to the door frame and groaned softly. There should be a few of his men hanging around his house. He often saw them sneaking into the kitchen to make coffee or looking for food to keep them up at night. But awkward silences always brought worse disaster. Rafe quickly walked out to check on Bernard, the new gatekeeper. Since Jacob was also involved in the shooting incident in Las Vegas, he always brought Jacob to take care of matters relating to the shooting there. Jacob is another living witness besides himself and Lexie who can help him convince some of his hired detectives to find the mastermind behind the shooting. When he arrived outside, the cold air hit him fiercely. The bleeding back of his skin felt very sore and painful. Rafe clenched his jaw to fight the stinging pain that ran down his back, then walked to the c

Rafe cut the steak slowly with regular movements, then put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. He surveyed the people around him with a murmur of vigilance and thoroughness. The seat in front of him had just been left by Lexie. He then put down his knife and fork, turning slowly over his back to see Lexie's back drifting away. Did that woman think he would believe so easily? Rafe smirked. He picked up his knife and fork again and ate quietly. He is not easily fooled. Even with a sudden seduction or sweet attitude thrown at him. He knew how Lexie had been doing all this time. Lexie would rather eat alone at his house than be accompanied by him and sit at the same table with him. Her sudden request to eat out with the excuse of being tired of eating alone at home really sounded ridiculous. Lexie obviously had other plans behind her spoiled behavior whining about wanting to have dinner at this tavern. And he happily followed the foolish girl's wish to see what she was playing

Wren gripped Lexie's palm tightly. He had been waiting for her to wake up since two days ago. But Lexie still seems comfortable with her long deep sleep. He wondered how long Lexie hadn't slept since she was held captive by Jacob. There were dark circles under her eyes. Her face had bluish bruises that were more obvious in the light. Her hair that had always been beautifully shiny had turned tousled and dull. Wren is very sorry for what Lexie has had to go through so far. Lexie's life has really taken a turn for the worse since she met him and was drawn into Rafe's life full of evil things. "Doctor Wren, it's time to return to your treatment room." "Five minutes. You don't have to push my wheelchair, I'll do it myself." "Okay. Feel free to ask for my help if you need help.” Wren smiled gently at the nurse and let the woman out of Lexie's treatment room. He then turned to look at Lexie's face again. He was reluctant to go back to his room and just want

After the door closed, complete silence enveloped him. Lexie's uproar was over. Rafe told Betty to go back to her room and take a rest. He asks his men to leave him alone. He will see Lexie in her room. He limped up the stairs, clinging tightly to the stair railing like he was a decrepit old man. It sucks to be an invalid like this. He had to depend on others to move. He hates to depend on other people for his life. It makes him vulnerable. Others would think he was weak and lousy. No one would be afraid of him if he became weak like this. When he finally arrived on the second floor, his breath seemed to be sucked out of his lungs. He was panting so hard he had to bend down ninety degrees at the top of the stairs to catch his breath. Then he wiped the sweat dripping off his forehead. He felt a faint sting of pain in his back. If the doctor saw him in this poor condition, the damn doctor would surely mock him and blame him for forcing himself to go home even though hi