All Chapters of My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

VIVIAN’S POVI sat on the couch, book open, but the words blurred together, unread. My eyes followed Coby’s every movement as he grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. He paused for a second, glancing back at me. I quickly pretended to turn a page. My heart pounded, but I forced a casual smile. He wasn’t buying it. Neither was I.The door clicked softly behind him, and the silence that followed felt deafening. I tossed the book aside and stood, my chest tight with unease.Something was wrong. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach, that gnawing sense of dread I couldn't shake off. Coby had been distant since his meeting with Andrew that night, shutting me out with that maddening, dismissive line he always gave whenever I asked what was wrong: “It’s nothing, Vivian.”I clenched my jaw. It wasn’t nothing. His smile didn’t reach his eyes anymore, and when he laughed, it felt hollow, like he was forcing it for my sake. But worst of all, he wouldn’t meet my gaze. Every time I looked

ANDREW'S POV I walked away from Vivian, the cool evening air brushing against my skin, but it did nothing to calm the chaos inside me. Her words still clung to me, replaying in fragments, each one soaked with desperation and ignorance. Seeing how angry she was, It was obvious she had no clue about Coby’s secret—the child with Hannah. A slow, satisfied smile crept onto my lips. Finally, Coby was growing a fucking spine, keeping Vivian in the dark about something as important as this has to be the first. For once, he was making decisions without her claws digging into him. Maybe he was ready to stand up to her. Maybe not. But I couldn’t help wondering what his endgame really was. Was he truly hiding everything to protect the child from her evil schemes, or was he preparing for something bigger? The possibilities swirled around in my mind like smoke from a fire I couldn’t control. Maybe I should go see Hannah and talk to her but I doubt she would want to see me, not while she was tha

LILY’S POVI could feel my heartbeat—each pulse pounding, aching, like a quiet scream within me. Andrew sat beside me, close but not too close, his face a mixture of compassion and worry.He searched my face, as if he could somehow read the pain written there, wanting so badly to understand, to help carry whatever burden weighed me down. I hadn’t wanted him here. I’d told him to leave, but he stayed. And a part of me—a small, bruised part I barely acknowledged—felt grateful.“Lily…” he murmured, his voice a gentle, steady plea. “Please, talk to me.”Words seemed too dangerous, too revealing. I pressed my lips together, shaking my head, fighting against the tears stinging my eyes. “I... I don’t know how,” I whispered, barely finding the strength to say it. My voice broke, a small, fractured sound.His gaze softened even more. “I’m here,” he said simply, a promise in those two words. “For you, no matter what.”His kindness felt like a blade slicing through old scars, painful in its gent

HANNAH’S POVTwo days. It felt like a lifetime since I’d told Coby he had to choose—two days of gnawing doubt and restless nights. I paced my small, dimly lit office, arms folded tight against the wave of hurt and frustration building inside me.Was it really so hard for him to choose his own son, to stand up against Vivian’s manipulation? The thought bit into me like ice, and I swallowed hard, ignoring the sting of angry tears.I clenched my fists, muttering, “How could he choose her over Jackson, over his flesh and blood?” The thought spun in my head, cruel and relentless, and I cursed myself for holding onto any hope he’d do the right thing. Xavier had been right—Coby was blind to anything but her.Then a knock shattered the silence. My heart leapt, but irritation quickly took over. I didn’t want to talk. Not to anyone.“Come in,” I managed, keeping my voice steady.The door opened slowly, and there he was—Coby. He lingered in the doorway, his face lined with a weariness I couldn’t

VIVIAN’S POVEva took a breath, her eyes darkening. “You were right. There’s something going on between Coby and Hannah. But… it’s worse than you thought.”My heart dropped, and my voice came out as barely a whisper. “You’re sure?”She nodded, her gaze steady. “I’ve seen them together, and I’ve heard things. There’s… a plan. A plan to bring you down.”A smile tugged at the corner of my lip. “That’s not true. I mean, Coby wouldn’t dare,” I said, but my voice sounded small and unconvincing, even to my own ears.“Well, that’s where you’re wrong. Coby’s already picked a side—and it’s not yours, dear Vivian.”I stared at her, feeling as though the ground was slipping away beneath me. “But… why? What does he stand to gain?”Eva’s face was grave. “It’s about his son, Vivian. Coby has a lot to gain by staying close to Hannah’s child, who is also his.”My world crumbled. What child was she talking about? Coby’s child with Hannah? What sort of sick joke is this?I felt hollow, as if something c