Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 737

Connor finished speaking and didn't even give Grant a chance to get a word in. He turned on his heel and left straight away. Before long, he was back at Villa No. 9. Connor planned to lift Chloe out of the passenger seat. As he unbuckled her seatbelt, she groggily came

to. Chloe blinked, peering outside, "Are we home?"

Connor had been nursing an inexplicable annoyance from the start. He replied with a touch of irritation, "Oh, you remember we have a home?"

Chloe rubbed her head, "Ouch..."

Seeing her discomfort, Connor's frustration softened. He gently lifted her out of the car. Once inside, he headed straight upstairs. In the room, he laid Chloe on the bed and then stepped out.

By now, Chloe was fully awake. She sensed Connor's displeasure and had a pretty good idea why. Connor never liked her drinking too much. She got up, splashed some water on her face in the bathroom, feeling a bit more awake. Today had been too much, indeed. It was just fruit wine, but who knew it would pack such a punch?

He was wearing an apron and holding a bowl of soup. Despite

hangover

you went out to

one go. Scrunching her nose, she

you right! Next time,

from an old herbalist; it was meant to both sober you up and be good for the stomach, so naturally, it wasn't the tastiest.

lay off the drinks when you're

drinking in general. He knew she could handle her

she was completely out of it. And

Chloe decided to yield. She wrapped her arms around his, pulling him to sit beside her. Resting her head on his shoulder, she said sweetly, "The Lounge is your turf, that's why I felt safe

fingers like she was making a promise, "But I

say she felt