Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Desmond slammed his fist against the wall, his frustration and helplessness evident. "I've failed as a father. I couldn't protect her. I trusted the wrong person."

Suzanne approached him, exuding a calm presence despite her tear-streaked cheeks. Her voice remained gentle and soothing, "Desmond, don't beat yourself up. This isn't Mr. Connor's fault. If it weren't for him, Diana would have died in Claire's basement when she was just twelve. Hearing Suzanne's calming voice, Desmond began to regain his composure. Deep down, he knew Connor wasn't the one to blame. It was his daughter's unwavering obsession.

Struggling to control his emotions, Desmond clenched his fists and stormed out of the hospital room. Teddy quietly followed, softly closing the door behind him.

In the living room, it was just Suzanne and Connor left. Suzanne turned to him, "Mr. Connor, please, go check on Diana."

Connor entered Diana's hospital room. She lay there, seemingly asleep but restless, murmuring in her dreams and occasionally letting out soft cries. Tears stained her cheeks, making her look heartbreakingly vulnerable. Connor felt a sharp pang in his heart.

hopelessly romantic, losing sight of her situation as she focused entirely on him. Connor had finally

vulnerable, Connor's heart ached

him, recalling the past. "Mr. Connor, you saved Diana's life, pulling

be clawing my way up from the bottom. But because of him,

doesn't hold real power

doomed long before came along. Claire

then continued, "These are old wounds. Claire may not have loved Desmond, but that doesn't stop her from using us as ase her punching bag. She can't handle betrayal. No matter where we hide, she's always

lives and enjoyed what we could. Death doesn't scare us anymore.

a tissue from the bedside, and wiped her tears