Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Lucas looked rattled by Connor's words. "Connor, what's even the point of pretending anymore? Why don't we just tell her the truth and let her decide?"

Connor raised an eyebrow, caught off guard. Lucas didn't seem worried at all. Where did he get that kind of confidence?

But Connor just shrugged. "You want to tell her? Not happening."

He remembered the time he'd tried to test Chloe, calling her his wife just to see what she'd do. She completely freaked out. Throwing the truth at her out of nowhere would only make her panic and push back. If she was going to see who Lucas really was, she had to figure it out on her own.

Lucas felt a small wave of relief. The truth was, he didn't dare confess either. Still, he couldn't help but hope. Chloe didn't remember anything. Now, her whole life was just him. Even if everything came out in the open... Would she really leave, like Connor thought? Maybe not.

For the past two years, Lucas had shaped Chloe's world, filling her head with what he wanted her to believe. She was gentle and sweet now, always soft- spoken and easy to please-almost kitten-like. Maybe, even if she learned the truth, she wouldn't walk away. But Lucas was only half sure.

The next morning, a knock sounded at the guest room door.

Lucas had spent the whole night curled up on the sofa. He hadn't slept a wink, and every muscle ached.

Connor had just finished washing up when he went to open the door.noveldrama

Chloe stood in the hallway, worry written all over her face. As soon as she saw Connor, she asked, "How's my husband?"

Connor's face went cold for a split second. "Mr. Lucas is fine," he replied.

Chloe stepped right past him and into the room. She found Lucas still hunched on the sofa, no blanket, clearly in pain.

Before she could reach him, Connor hurried over and helped Lucas sit up-using the moment to quietly pop Lucas's dislocated shoulders back into place.

Lucas couldn't help but let out a couple of pained cries.

Chloe rushed over. "Why did you sleep on the couch?"

Before Lucas could say anything, Connor spoke up, “Mr. Lucas was being a gentleman and gave me the 120 bed. couldn't say no, and I'm really "

To Chloe, Lucas's actions seemed perfectly normal.

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"I'm fine," Lucas said, forcing a smile. "Let me make you breakfast."

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He tried to get up, but Connor cut him off. "Mr. Lucas's back is still messed up. You shouldn't be moving around. I'll handle

breakfast."

With that, Connor left, leaving Chloe and Lucas alone in the room.

Connor's mention of Lucas's injury brought back memories of last night's fight. The air suddenly felt awkward.

Lucas broke the silence first. "Babe, I'm sorry. I lost it last night-I shouldn't have pushed you."

Chloe stayed quiet, clearly not wanting to talk about it. Instead, she just asked, "Are you sure you're okay?"

Lucas nodded. "I'm fine. This pain is nothing compared to what I went through a few days ago."

Chloe caught his words. "What you went through a few days ago'? What happened?"

Lucas hesitated, then said, "Could you shut the door?"

Chloe got up and closed it. Finally, Lucas looked at her. "Rose, there's something

I need to tell you."