Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



Chloe had no idea how to comfort Pax. She had said a lot, but deep down, she knew no words could truly reach him at this moment. This dark cloud hanging over Pax was something only he could walk out of.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Claire, standing not too far away, saw everything.

After parting ways with Pax, Chloe headed downstairs. Connor was waiting for her. They were at a mansion, but Connor didn't live there. The old estate had multiple courtyards, each room with its own little garden. If they ever stayed at the old mansion, they'd still have their own separate spaces.

Chloe followed Connor through the winding garden paths until they reached a tranquil courtyard. This one stood out it was a gorgeous cottage, grand and stunning. But what caught Chloe's attention the most was the massive sycamore tree that towered over the entire place. Its branches spread wide, overshadowing the roof. Connor had even built a transparent glasshouse within the branches of the sycamore.

Chloe's curiosity was piqued, and she insisted on checking it out.

From the master bedroom's balcony on the third floor, there was a pathway leading to the sycamore and the house a wooden suspension bridge. Chloe wobbled her way across and soon reached the glasshouse door. Connor opened it for her, and she stepped inside.

The glasshouse was small, just enough for one or two people. Aside from a bed, it was empty. Chloe immediately lay down. The bed was white, fluffy, and soft, like a cloud. She sank into it, feeling incredibly cozy.

Chloe looked up at Connor standing nearby. "You sure know how to live it up."

As a child, Chloe had always dreamt of having a treehouse like the ones in fairy tales. She never thought Connor would make that dream come true. Connor lay down beside her. “Do you like it?"

Chloe nodded. "Absolutely love it."

Connor turned to her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "How about we stay here tonight?"

Chloe could see the playful look in his eyes. She reached out and gently touched his chin. "Sure, it's perfect for stargazing."

She wasn't worried. The glasshouse

was completely transparent, and Connor was someone who valued his privacy immensely. Whenever they got intimate, he always made sure the curtains were drawn tight, even though no one could see them.

But tonight, there were no stars. Chloe had almost forgotten they were in the heart of Eldridge City. Lying there, staring at the dark blue sky that looked like an overturned bowl, with clouds drifting across, was still magnificent. The bright moon perched on the tree branches looked so close you could almost touch it. Its soft light seemed to wash away the world's sins.

"What's on your mind?" Connor asked, lying on his side with his eyes fixed on her.

Chloe sighed. “Just thinking how it's such a beautiful view, yet there's no one I'm thinking of."

"Missing home?" Connor asked.

Chloe shook her head. "I don't have a home."

Connor was silent for a moment. "Have you thought about reconnecting with Ann?"

Connor had thought Chloe had

moved past her old wounds. The

Meadows family had let her down so badly that she had cut ties with them in anger. Even though things had somewhat smoothed over now, it was mostly for business reasons. The scars on her heart, however, were still there, unhealed.