Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 223



Before Chloe arrived, Ann had already set up a cozy room for her. When Chloe stepped inside, she was amazed at how much more refreshed the place looked compared to her last visit. It seemed like everything had been scrubbed clean once again. Even the curtains were spotless.

The balcony, which previously had some withered plants, was now adorned with fresh, vibrant ones. The small yard was weed-free and looked immaculate. Only the little wind chime on the balcony remained unchanged, tinkling softly with every breeze. The sound was gentle, reminiscent of wind rustling through a forest, and it was incredibly calming.

Chloe lingered in the yard for a while, soaking in the tranquility, before heading back inside. Ann walked over with a bowl of almond and date soup. "I just made this tonight. I'm planning to set up a breakfast stall by the school entrance tomorrow. Can you taste this for me?" Ann asked. Chloe didn't eat much at the hotel, so she sat down and took a sip of the soup. She was instantly impressed. "This is delicious."

Ann's face lit up with a warm smile. "If you like it, have some more. There's plenty in the pot. I've also made green bean soup and mixed grain oatmeal."

"Could you save me a bowl of the oatmeal for tomorrow morning? I love it," Chloe requested.

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the quaint, beautifully decorated room. The room was small, and the bedding was simple. Normally, Chloe was quite particular about her sleeping conditions. She was sensitive to different beds, and even the most luxurious mattress, silk comforters worth thousands, or

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and made of pure cotton. They had been washed and sun-dried, leaving them with a fresh, comforting scent. as Chloe lay down, she felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her She ended up sleeping for

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rice ball, sunny-side-up eggs, crispy. cheese sticks, and pancakes. Ann had thoughtfully prepared

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finishing her meal, Chloe planned to leave. Before heading out, she opened the door to Ann's room. Her gaze eventually settled on a

over and saw that the dressing table was quite simple, with only a wooden comb and a box of moisturizing cream on it.

strands, placing them inside. After leaving the house, Chloe headed to Winston's

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