Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 92



When Lucas walked into the lounge, Chloe was the only person there, lying on the couch. He had been dropping by every day, claiming he was there to pick up Linda, but deep down, he knew the real reason he just wanted to see Chloe.

Ever since that incident, Connor hadn't shown up again, which reassured Lucas that what happened last time was a one-off. Chloe cherished her position as Lucas' wife so much that she had once threatened to harm herself over him. There was no way she'd give it up easily. Everything she was doing now seemed like a strategic retreat.

go. He wanted to

the couch sleeping peacefully, her breathtaking beauty reminiscent of Sleeping Beauty. Lucas found himself unconsciously moving closer, kneeling beside the couch, entranced

sun, brilliant but blinding. Around Chloe, Lucas had always felt inferior. She excelled in everything-looks, academics, social skills, and talents. He couldn't measure up

years of dating, they had never even kissed-not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare. He recalled a time when he had mustered up all his courage and leaned in. Still, just as the moment felt right, she burst into laughter, saying they were too familiar with each other, and

stunning face stirred something inside him. A small thought popped up and grew uncontrollably. Lucas' lips moved slowly closer, his heart pounding like a drum. The intense nervousness that he hadn't felt in years made his hand

the doorway. The office door had been slightly ajar, and Linda had been standing there for a while,

of guilt crossed Lucas' eyes as he locked eyes with Chloe, unsure of what to say. Chloe frowned. She had barely slept the