Betrayed I Upgraded to His Billionaire Brother novel Chapter 154

I had come here intending to ask a simple favor, yet somehow, I found myself waking up comfortably nestled in his bed. The awkwardness of the situation weighed heavily on me as I threw off the covers and swung my legs over the side. Outside, the first light of dawn was beginning to creep through the window, casting a soft glow across the room.

The living room was completely deserted.

Without thinking, I made my way toward the kitchen, only to be taken aback by the sight of Gavin—Gavin, who was notorious for never lifting a finger around the house—standing at the counter, preparing oatmeal. The scene was so domestic, so unlike the usual intimidating presence he carried, that it softened the edge of him in my eyes.

I stepped closer, about to say something, when I noticed he was on the phone. One hand held the receiver, while the other was busy assembling a chocolate spread sandwich.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t stay up late,” I overheard him say softly.

“Yes, yes, you’re right,” he continued, his voice calm and steady. “Staying up late will only make me die young. But let me remind you, if I die, who will be left to take care of you?”

His tone was warm and deep, filled with a patience that felt almost coaxing.

Suddenly, a vital piece of information crashed through my groggy mind—I’d nearly forgotten. Gavin had a girlfriend. Ever since I learned it wasn’t Vera, I’d somehow pushed that fact out of my thoughts.

If it wasn’t Vera, then it must be someone else.

And what did that make me, after everything that happened last night?

The realization made a cold wave of discomfort wash over me. Gavin must have sensed my unease because he glanced back at me briefly, then calmly finished his phone conversation with a few more gentle words before hanging up. His full attention shifted to me.

“Feeling clearer now?” His voice had slipped back into its usual detached calmness.

I froze, understanding he was referring to last night. But with the thought of his girlfriend fresh in my mind, I wasn’t sure how to respond.

He had probably already taken care of Chloe’s situation.

If I backed out now, I’d come across as ungrateful. And irritating him might only make things worse for Chloe.

But if I didn’t back out…

Noticing my silence and the slight furrow in my brow, Gavin raised a single eyebrow. “How long do you plan to sell yourself to me?”

I hesitated, then chose honesty. “I remember you have a girlfriend.”

He paused, recalling what he’d said that day in the underground parking garage—an offhand comment I’d tucked away until now.

A faint smile curved his lips. “Broke up.”

I let out a small, quiet sigh of relief, but before I could say anything, he added, measured and deliberate, “Besides, even if I hadn’t, it’s only fair.”

“I have a girlfriend, you’re married. Elara, I’m willing to be the other man. What’s the problem?” His voice carried a hint of mockery.

I froze again, realizing something else I had completely overlooked.

I was divorced. But Gavin didn’t know.

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