Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chapter 44

She couldn’t quite wrap her head around what had happened. With no physical evidence found at the hospital, reporting the incident felt pointless. No one knew about it. Chloe hadn’t told a soul. Cassie and Linda didn't know about it. It was as if the whole incident had never occurred. But how could Lucas have known? It seemed like he had known for some time.

Chloe had a hunch—maybe it was during that summer camp in their sophomore year when Linda had used the secret to drive a wedge between Chloe and Lucas. That would explain why Lucas had seemed like a completely different person when he came back. But how did Linda find out? There was only one possibility. Linda was behind this.

'Linda, if it really was you, I won’t let you get away with this.' Chloe's grip on the steering wheel tightened as she drove aimlessly. Somehow, she found herself at Greenpeace Estate. The bedroom lights were on. Chloe drove straight in, parking the car in the yard before getting out. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Connor heard the car park downstairs. Fresh out of the shower, he’s dressed in a set of grey pajamas that somehow made him look even more handsome. He had just reached the stairway when he saw Chloe starting to climb the stairs. Casually slipping his hands into his pockets, he couldn’t resist a sarcastic remark. “I thought you were too proud to ever come looking for me.”

Chloe, expressionless, continued her ascent in her high heels, the sound of them clicking crisply against the marble staircase. As she got closer, Connor felt like those heels were stepping directly on his heart, causing it to beat faster. Damn, Chloe and her devastating beauty.

But today, something seemed off. Her face was pale, yet her eyes burned with fierce rage and deep hatred as if she were ready to destroy everything in her path. Paradoxically, this made her seem even more vibrant, like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Connor frowned slightly. “I just embarrassed you a bit during the day. You don’t have to look at me like you want to kill me.”

In the next moment, Chloe took another step up, her hand aggressively hooking around Connor’s shoulder. Her other hand pressed against the back of his head, and then she kissed him fiercely. Her kiss was urgent, almost desperate. Connor was taken aback. In their three years together, he had always been the one to initiate moments like this. This was the first time she had ever launched herself at him. But his surprise lasted only a second. He immediately wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back passionately.

Her high heels were kicked off the stairs as they stumbled into the bedroom, still locked in a heated kiss. He gripped her waist tightly, lifting her effortlessly. Chloe’s legs naturally wrapped around his waist. Her skirt had already been pushed up, and his hands were roaming freely. They both lost themselves in the moment. They continued like this, pressed against the door, kissing intensely, until he carried her into the soft embrace of the large bed...