Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

In Linda's mind, her plan to get them divorced was finally coming to fruition. What a meticulously orchestrated scam! If Lucas had actually gone ahead and gotten the marriage certificate with Chloe, both would have mistakenly thought the other had signed the divorce papers. With their intense pride, they'd definitely sign their names.

Lucas' fingers clutched the agreement so tightly that he nearly crumpled the document. Linda was deceiving him again! But that wasn't the most pressing issue right now.

Lucas' eyes were locked onto the name "Chloe" written on the paper. Chloe's handwriting was distinctive; she had studied calligraphy from a young age under a renowned tutor, mastering cursive script. Her writing was an elegant blend of the formality of regular script and the fluidity of cursive, balanced and graceful, making her style unmistakable.

Lucas had known Chloe since childhood, and he could recognize her handwriting instantly. The signature on the paper was undeniably hers, down to the final stroke, where the tail hooked up slightly-identical in angle and pressure. But Chloe would never sign something like this.

Lucas' face was a storm of emotions, his dark eyes turbulent and unpredictable. Linda sense his distress but wasn't sure if he would sign. She had no way out now though. She grabbed his arm and pleaded, "Luca, Chloe has already signed. For the sake of our child, you should, too. Our child needs a legitimate father."

Lucas finally looked up, his gaze piercing through Linda. The unfamiliar, distant look in his eyes made her heart skip a beat. SheContent bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

could feel the barely contained

anger ready to explode from him. His voice was chillingly cold, "Linda, are you sure Chloe signed this herself?"

Linda hesitated, momentarily stunned. Why would Lucas ask that? Her expression was serious, almost innocent, making it hard to believe she might be lying. “She signed it right in front of me, without a second thought," Linda insisted.

Lucas stared into her eyes, feeling something within him begin to crack. He suddenly remembered the last time he was drunk and talked to Chloe about the diary. Chloe had

asked him to bring out the diary for comparison, her

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showing no hint of guilt. It had made him wonder when Chloe had become such a good actress. But now, it seemed she genuinely didn't know about the diary entry.

Linda could mimic Chloe's handwriting almost perfectly. It dawned on Lucas that Linda had likely forged the diary entries, too. The realization hit him hard, making

his blood run cold and his making

heart pound painfully in his chest, as if it were about to burst. The veins on his forehead bulged, his temples throbbed, and he stared at Linda, who seemed as innocent as a rabbit. All these years, she had manipulated and brainwashed him.

Seeing those deceitful yet innocent-looking eyes, Lucas' rage boiled over. He grabbed Linda by the neck, shouting, "Linda, I've been so good to you, and this is how you repay me?"