Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Lucas was barely holding back tears. "I wish we could turn back time. If I could, I'd give the old Lucas a good smack. Chloe, please, come back to me. I'm begging you." But Chloe stood there, unfazed.

She looked down at Lucas from her vantage point, then slowly pulled her hand back and took a couple of steps away.

"Lucas, I've spelled it out clearly. Stop putting on this dramatic act and wallowing in self-pity."

"Your late-blooming affection is worth less than nothing. If you're really sorry, focus on your wife and keep both of you out of my life."

With that, Chloe turned and headed for the door, ready to leave the room.

Just as she opened it, she came face-to-face with Connor.

Connor, spotting Chloe, quickly came over.

At that moment, Lucas rushed out after her.

"Chloe, wait..."

Before he could finish, he was met with Connor's icy stare.

Connor glanced at Lucas, then asked, "What's going on here?"

Lucas stayed silent, curious about Chloe's response. In fact, he half-hoped she wouldn't bother explaining. A misunderstanding might make him feel a bit better.

Chloe, unfazed, replied, "He was just inside, pouring out his undying love for me."

Lucas: "..."

gaze turned even frostier as he looked at

and Connor's cold look sent a shiver down

on, I want a 5,000-word report on my

walked over to Chloe's

voice softened considerably, "Let's go home,

The word

tongue naturally, despiteet his typically

eetheart' rolled off

reserved demeanor.

felt her heart skip

feather lightly brushed across

et

reached up and

"Let's go,

was the first time Chloe had called him

then joy spread across his face, almost wing

eyes.

hand,

away,

perfect together, like

the more it hurt