Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 1019

Chloe was still in shock. Even after all this time, her heart wouldn’t calm down.

Once the kids were finally asleep, she slipped into the bathroom. Standing in front of the huge mirror, she really looked at herself—really looked, maybe for the first time ever.

She knew she’d lost her memory. Grayson had told her so many times: before all this, she was just a regular person. An orphan, parents gone, raised in foster care. She and Grayson were childhood friends—neighbors since elementary school, always close. They’d grown up together, fallen in love, gotten married right after college, had Aaron. The classic story.

But then their lives collided with someone powerful and cruel. He made their lives hell, used his influence to push them around, and nearly tore their family apart. In the end, all that pressure led to her car accident—and her memory loss.

Afterward, Grayson took her far away, all the way to Japan. New names, new lives, finally free from that man’s reach.

But tonight, for the first time, Chloe started to question Grayson’s story.

According to him, her life had always been simple. She was shy, gentle, always getting picked on at school, and Grayson was the one who protected her.

But if that was true, how did she explain her own skills? Someone like her—could she really have been bullied?

Chloe stared at her reflection, and the more she looked, the more unfamiliar her own face seemed.

Meanwhile—

Connor dragged Lucas into the room and tossed him onto the floor. Lucas couldn’t even get up—his wrist was dislocated.

“What did you do to my hand?” Lucas snapped.

Connor grabbed him by the collar, eyes flashing with real anger for the first time. “What were you trying to do to Chloe just now?”

Lucas shot back coldly, “What I do with my wife is none of your business.”

Connor didn’t look worried. He crouched down, his tone calm for the first time. “I don’t care how you’ve lived these past two years. What matters is this: from now on, you don’t touch her. This time, I just dislocated your arms. Next time, I’ll break them.”

A cold shiver ran down Lucas’s back.

“Connor, what do you want? You locked me up, now you let me go—what are you after?”

Connor replied, “I want you to see it for yourself. Even without her memory, Chloe will choose me.”

But that wasn’t Connor’s real plan. If he wanted to take Chloe away from Lucas, he’d have to tear off Lucas’s mask first.

He couldn’t just tell Chloe the truth—she’d never believe him. The only way forward was to let her see Lucas’s true nature with her own eyes.