Chapter 150



"Chloe, that's not what I meant."

Chloe scoffed, "Oh really? Are you also blind, Lucas? Can't you tell the difference between genuine love and just playing along?"

Lucas was stunned into silence, but he still couldn't wrap his head around the idea that Chloe could fall for Connor in just a month. Even Tara had had enough. She spoke up, irritation evident in her voice, "Lucas, you're my son, but I can't side with you on this. You've chosen Linda. Did you really expect Chloe to sit around waiting for you forever?"

"I know what happened yesterday. You were right there, yet you let the Meadows family and Linda bully Chloe. How can you now claim Chloe as your wife?

"If Mr. Connor didn't step in to protect Chloe, she'd have been treated way worse. Since you don't value her, there are others who will. Yesterday, I made it clear to everyone, but you weren't there. Let me say it again.

"From today, Chloe is a daughter of the Moncada family, not a daughter-in-law. I can't deal with you anymore. Go be with Linda, but don't stand in Chloe's way of finding happiness, or I won't recognize you as my son."

Tara cared about her son but was also deeply frustrated by his lack of action. In her heart, Lucas was her child, but so was Chloe. Maybe because Chloe was a girl, she'd always had a soft spot for her.

of them, once childhood sweethearts, now seemed

happened this past month, Tara knew Lucas and Chloe's reconciling was impossible. She couldn't let Lucas hold

deep bitterness well up inside him. Despite being his family, they'd always, without fail,

he even wondered if

Chloe from a young age. That seed grew into the misunderstanding and fallout. between them. These

head. "Mom, Linda

plunged the room into

to Tara, Lucas glanced at Chloe out of the corner of

Chloe's face showed no

surprise, no shock, not even a

even a frown.

that the incident with Linda framing Chloe had

and Linda are really

"I've seen her true

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