Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

For Grant, things were different. Connor knew exactly what was on Grant's mind, but Chloe was still in the dark. Even if he tried to explain, she wouldn't believe him. It was like there was this special bond between her and her friend, a boundary he just couldn't cross. It

really got to him. The more Chloe protected that boundary, the more it hurt him.

Connor hopped out of the car and strolled over. Chloe was a bit taken aback to see him: "Why are you here so early?"

Connor placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and gave a soft smile: "I called you from the hospital, so I just came straight over."

Seeing how worn out Connor looked, Chloe asked, "Are you hungry? I can whip up a bowl of spaghetti for you."

Connor settled in beside her. Chloe wasn't really eating much; she'd only had a couple of bites. Connor glanced at her bowl of spaghetti: "I'm actually pretty hungry. Are you going to finish that?" Chloe replied, "No, I'm done. I'll get the chef to make you a fresh bowl."

Connor stopped her: "No need to go through the trouble, I'll just have yours." He grabbed a new fork and started on Chloe's bowl.

Chloe warned, "It's cold now." But Connor was already digging in.

a slight frown before focusing back on his own meal, finishing it quickly without a word. After Connor showed up, Grant

came over to Chloe to say his goodbyes: "I'll be off then, see you at the office

my driver's just about

but couldn't resist asking, "Hey, maybe

"No need."

sighed, "Alright, but remember to change your dressing

him: "Stop eating that." She took it to

with Connor while he ate. After sipping the pear soup, Chloe said, "The chandelier was Diana's doing, wasn't it?" Initially, Chloe hadn't suspected Diana. But when Connor visited Diana instead of going to the hospital with them, she started to

face clouded over

replied: "The

was originally her

a breeze