Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Linda lay down, her eyes locked onto Chloe's with the innocence of a lost puppy. Normally, Chloe would have thought Linda was just putting on an act. But now, seeing her like this, Chloe's heart ached. "Linda, what do you really want to say?"

"My child, how is my child doing?"

Linda's lips were still stained with blood, making them look strikingly vivid. Chloe replied, "He's doing well. He's eating and sleeping fine, just a bit smaller than a full-term baby should be."

Linda seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Chloe," she said, "I was wrong. I truly was. If I had another chance, I would never treat you this way. Could you ever forgive me?"

"Let's talk about this later, okay?"

Linda shook her head. "I'm dying, Chloe. I can't be with you, and I can't stand to see you happy with someone else. In a way, it's a relief. I won't bother you anymore."

beside them, the red lights flashing and alarms blaring. Anxiety gripped her. "Linda, stop talking like that. You're not going to die. Just hang in there, and we can sort things out later." Linda coughed harshly, blood spilling from her mouth again. Chloe held her hand tightly, not daring to pull away for fear of hurting Linda

no time left, Chloe. I've made too many mistakes

for the sake of my impending death, forgive me for everything,

longer. They streamed down her face as she said, "I forgive you, Linda. Whatever you've done,

her head sinking into the soft pillow. The light in her eyes dimmed, and her voice grew weaker. "My child... please take good care of him. matter what happens, don't hate him. He's innocent...

stop talking. I promise you, I promise everything, just let me

meeting you was the luckiest moment of my life, but meeting me was your disaster. I'm so

anymore. Just focus on getting better, and we can talk about everything

began to cough violently, blood staining the pillow red. When she finally lay back, she