Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 169

Connor couldn't show too much concern. Every time he let a bit of his true feelings slip, she'd say he was crossing the line, almost like she was looking for an excuse to break things off completely.

Connor forced a smile. "It's alright, I'm not that heartless. Let him rest up. I'll make sure someone takes good care of him."

Chloe nodded.

Connor walked over to her. "How about a trip to the supermarket? I can cook dinner for you tonight."

Connor's cooking was fantastic, but he was usually too busy to get in the kitchen.

Honestly, Chloe missed his meals. But she shook her head. "I have to go back to the Moncada estate tonight, so I can't join you for dinner."

She stepped closer to Connor and stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek, "I'll be back late tonight."

Then, she clicked away in her high heels.

Chloe couldn't get to the Moncada estate fast enough. She headed straight to Lucas' room and quickly unlocked the safe with the code.

It was nearly empty, with just one thing inside: her diary.

Chloe crouched down and pulled it out.

It was the one she lost in her sophomore year, still looking brand new, as if it hadn't been touched much. Lucas must have only read it once.

[May 7, Cloudy.

Lucas got into a fight today and ended up at the police station. Why is he still so childish? It seems like I've been cleaning up his messes forever. And in the end, I still have to comfort him. He's always like a kid who never grows up. When will he mature a bit?]

[May 23, Cloudy.

I'm sick to death of Lucas. He's as foolish as a groundhog that can only squeal. We were winning the debate today, but he blew it and let the other team get the upper hand. I really want to crack open his skull to see if there's anything inside. He's been failing at everything since elementary school—so frustratingly stupid. He's just lucky to be born into a wealthy family. If he were an ordinary person, he'd achieve nothing and not even get into college.]

[June 9, Partly Cloudy.

Lucas tried to kiss me today, but I feel nothing for him. I'm so disgusted by the scar on his waist. It constantly reminds me of what I owe him, and I hate this feeling. Sometimes I think, would this feeling go away if he died? Not that I want him dead. It's just a thought.]