Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 1103

Lucas stepped out onto the second-floor balcony, where Summer sat slouched in a chair, absently working a Rubik’s Cube. Lucas’s face was unreadable, stoic—impossible to tell what he was thinking.

He walked over and paused beside Summer, taking in the boy’s small, cool expression. He called softly, “Aaron…”

Only then did Summer finally look up. His eyes were icy—so cold, they barely seemed to belong to a kid at all.

That’s when Lucas realized just how much Summer had changed in the past year. Sure, he’d gotten taller, but it was more than that. The old Summer had been blunt, stubborn to a fault, always standing tall with that serious, almost comically grown-up look. It was the kind of confidence that came from being adored—he’d always known everyone loved him, and he never had to second-guess it.

But now, something was different. Summer seemed quieter, more cautious. He still looked proud and upright, but there was a new wariness in his eyes—like someone who’d learned to read the room, to tread carefully because he wasn’t sure where he stood.

And right now, as Summer looked up at him, Lucas caught a flash of hurt and defiance.

“Are you really just going to leave me?” Summer’s voice was tight, but he didn’t look away.

The question hit Lucas like a punch to the gut.

“No, it’s not like that, I just…” Lucas hesitated, the words sticking in his throat.

“Who am I, really?” Summer pressed. His voice was quieter, but steadier than ever.

He already knew the truth. Uncle Connor had told him everything. But Lucas never had, and Summer wanted to hear it from him.

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