Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

"Do you think you really want to marry me?" Chloe asked.

Connor frowned, staring at her as she smiled seductively. He said nothing.

Chloe laughed it off and casually tossed her wavy hair over her shoulder. "Mr. Connor, this was all just a game. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

"For the last three years, you've had your fun, and so have I. You didn't hold a grudge for my neglect and frivolity, and I didn't mind your deceit and pretense. Can we just call it quits on good terms?"

Chloe couldn't fathom Connor's mindset. Here was a guy who could have anyone he wanted, yet he willingly let himself be treated like a gigolo.

Reflecting on the past three years, Chloe realized she'd often neglected him—ignoring his calls, standing him up, and even venting her frustrations on him. She treated him like a pet, there for her emotional convenience, to summon and dismiss at will.

However, she admitted that if she had known his real status, she would have never dared to sleep with him.

And yet, even so, he had never revealed his identity over the past three years.

Why was that? Was the King of Eldridge a natural masochist?

His eyes darkened, and his skin made him look like an angry vampire. It was as if he could pounce at any moment, bite open her vein, and drain her blood.

"Chloe, do you love your husband?"

"Of course, otherwise, I wouldn't have married him."

"He is having an affair."

"I know."

"He doesn't love you."

"I know."

"Then why do you still love him?"

"I grew up with him. We were childhood sweethearts. That kind of bond isn't something others can understand. Maybe we have misunderstandings now, but I believe that one day, he'll come back to me."

Chloe had long stopped loving Lucas and had resolved to leave him. But leaving Lucas would be her choice, not because someone pushed her to do it. By saying this, she hoped she would end things quickly and make Connor give up completely.

"So, his infidelities justify your relationship with me? Am I just a tool for revenge against your husband?"

Chloe was taken aback. She honestly replied, "Indeed."

After speaking, she added, "But I didn't know your true identity. Had I known, I would never have crossed you."

Connor laughed, sarcasm dripping from his smile. "To think that after three years, I am still just a tool for someone's revenge scheme. Chloe, you're really something."

Chloe suddenly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the next moment, Connor stood up. His towering presence was like a mountain blocking her path.

He gripped Chloe's chin. "Chloe, no one in the world can use me as a tool and then toss me aside. If anyone's going to do the leaving, it'll be me leaving you."

Then, he strode out of the room.

Chloe stood still for a while, then also left the room.

After vomiting, Lucas had sobered up quite a bit. He noticed that Chloe had changed her clothes and didn't bother to ask what had happened.

Once the banquet ended, Chloe and Lucas bid farewell to the host and left Valley Vista Manor.

Chloe rolled down the car window, feeling inexplicably upset. It seemed she had provoked a formidable figure.

The car entered the city and stopped near a subway entrance. Lucas, eyes closed, didn't even glance at Chloe. "Chloe, I have things to do tonight and won't return to the mansion. Take a taxi home."