Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chloe propped her head up with one hand and lazily asked, "So, did you lose that argument with him in the backyard?"

Connor, without bothering to look at Chloe, lifted his chin proudly. "No way. I totally won."

"Is it me taking him down that made you feel some type of way?"

At this, a smirk naturally formed on Connor's lips. "Of course not. That was really satisfying."

Connor's expression was unmistakably gleeful and utterly childish, like a kid enjoying someone else's misfortune. And yet, Chloe found his jealousy kind of cute.

She lifted her arm, gently scratching under his chin. "If it's not that, then what is it, my little prince?"

Chloe appeared to be in a good mood, seemingly unfazed, which lifted Connor's spirits considerably.

He finally said, "It just infuriates me that Lucas thinks he can just apologize, admit he was wrong, show a bit of remorse, and everything he did to you can be forgotten. Where does he get that idea? It's totally ridiculous."

Tonight, on several occasions, Connor was almost amused by Lucas' stupidity. Lucas was truly a piece of work. 'How thick-skinned do you have to be to say those things?' Connor thought.

What really got to him was the thought that this might have always been the pattern in Chloe and Lucas' past interactions. Lucas believed a simple apology would make everything okay with Chloe.

What Connor truly feared was if Chloe might actually go back to him. After all, there was one thing Connor couldn't compete with. She and Lucas were childhood sweethearts with over twenty years of history.

Connor and Chloe had actually met when he was eight. To him, it was a grand redemption, a search and hope nearly twenty years in the making. But Chloe had long buried Connor in the depths of her mind, and he certainly couldn't match Lucas.

Chloe pinched his chin. "Connor, there's no need to test me. I've already broken up with Lucas, and I won't go back. Whatever he's thinking has nothing to do with me."

Hearing her words, Connor finally

felt much better. Connor's words did carry a hint of probing, eager to see Chloe's attitude after Lucas' apology. Thankfully, she hadn't wavered.

Connor shrugged, not the least bit embarrassed about his little scheme being exposed.

"I can't help feeling insecure, especially since you won't even give us a title."

Chloe's laugh was enchanting. "I'd give it to you. Would you dare to take it?"

Connor turned to look at her, his eyes serious. "Are you serious?"

"I'm kidding."

"Hmph, playing games with me again."

Chloe looked out the window, smiling lightly. They were in a good place now, fovers, friends, confidants. They understood each other's souls, and they were both aware of the reality. Together, their love was intense, but if ever they were to part, there would be no dragging of feet.

That night, Connor clung to her for a long time, to the point she was slightly irritated.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Connor, what time is it now? Don't you have to work tomorrow, no, today?"

Chloe's hair was completely

drenched, a strand sticking to her

flushed cheek, presenting an

indescribable allure. She looked out

the window, powerless. The sky was almost bright.