Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 148

They enjoyed their dinner immensely. The atmosphere was warm and peaceful. That was until Lucas came back home.

When Lucas returned, slightly drunk, he stumbled into a lively scene at the dining table. Everyone was enjoying dinner, chatting and laughing heartily. To his shock, Chloe was there too. The moment he saw her, his heart felt like it was being squeezed, making it hard to breathe.

He hadn’t gone to the office that day. His phone had been off all day. Instead, he’d been at a bar owned by Wyatt, spilling all his troubles. Wyatt hadn't held back, "You grew up with Chloe, and you still don't know her character? You let some random woman mess with your head, and now you doubt her love for you. Serves you right, doesn't it?"

"Alex was the densest guy in our group, and even he could see through Linda. She's manipulative, and you, head over heels, thought she was the most innocent girl alive."

"Now Linda’s pregnant. How are you going to fix things with a kid in the picture?"

Lucas couldn’t listen anymore. He turned his phone back on, only to find countless missed calls, all from Linda. He was full of resentment towards her and didn’t want to deal with her. But aside from Linda, it seemed no one else cared about him. That was when he decided to come home, only to walk in on this scene.

It wasn’t just Chloe; Connor was there, too, chatting and laughing with Joshua. Joshua watched him with approval and admiration, like he was his own grandson. His parents felt the same way. Belle was busy with her phone when she suddenly exclaimed, "Connor, he friended me! You're amazing. You're really the best brother-in-law."

Hearing the term "brother-in-law," Lucas felt his blood boil. His fingers clenched, veins bulging on the back of his hand. "Belle, who are you calling brother-in-law?"

Belle pouted, staying silent. Joshua turned around, his tone cold, "How long has it been since you've been home? Belle comes home from school more often than you."

Lucas' fingers clenched tighter, his shoulders trembling slightly. Tara, heart aching, said, "Look at yourself. You're a mess. We have guests over. Go take a shower and change your clothes before coming back down."

Even though Lucas had been drinking, he was surprisingly clear-headed now. Connor was impeccably dressed in a white shirt that seemed to radiate an untouchable aura, and he was looking at him. His gaze was calm and indifferent. Even though Lucas was standing and Connor was sitting, when their eyes met, Lucas felt an overwhelming sense of being looked down upon.