Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chloe felt her heart sink as she listened. Just getting a glimpse into Connor's childhood was enough to feel the overwhelming pain and despair he must have endured. It was like he was always standing alone in a storm, with a dark cloud hanging over him constantly. His early years were drenched in shadows, never seeing a ray of sunshine. Chloe pulled Connor into a tight embrace. "Connor, if you need to cry, just let it out."

Even though Connor often said he was over it, that it didn't bother him anymore, Chloe knew better. That hurt was buried so deep in him that it would never really go away. Connor nestled his head into Chloe's hair. "Chloe, why did she do this to me? I never expected her to love me, but why did she want to tear me apart?"

Chloe didn't have an answer. No one can truly feel another person's pain. She couldn't grasp the full extent of Connor's suffering. In this world, kids naturally love their parents, and they don't get to choose them. Chloe thought about how what really hurt Connor was that every time he forgave and was patient, it only led to more hurt. "Connor, you're not alone anymore. You have me, and soon we'll have our baby. We're a family."

Connor suddenly seemed to find some calm. It was like a light switched on for him. "Yeah, we have a child now. I'm going to be a dad." He placed his hand gently on Chloe's belly. "Baby, come into this world healthy and safe. Mommy and Daddy are going to love you forever."

Over on Paradise Island, Claire had been stuck there for a week. Kept in a single room, she couldn't leave at all. Barrett had been taken

somewhere else, and she had el no

seen him in days. At first, Claire was curious. Who was orchestrating all of this? But as time passed, she realized something wasn't right. These people were holding her captive. noveldrama

Paradise Island had once been so familiar. It was her private getaway until she had to sell it to manage the cash flow when Eldridge Entertainment went under. Why bring her back here? Was the person who had been supposedly helping her the owner now?

Her curiosity was eating her alive. She desperately wanted to meet whoever was behind this. But as the days dragged on, she grew increasingly anxious. Being stuck here felt like being locked up The guards at the door were anything but friendly. Claire couldn't wrap her head around it. Who was pulling the strings? Why save her only to keep her trapped?

Determined to find answers, Claire flung the door open, ready to confront whatever was outside. Two burly men blocked her way. "Ma'am, you can't go out!" they said firmly. Claire shot back coolly, "I'm leaving. If you're bold enough, go ahead and shoot me!"

Just then, the butler arrived, looking sharp in his suit. He was a familiar face, having managed the island for decades and worked for Claire for years. When the island sold, he was part of the deal too. "Mr. Shea?" she said.

"Surprising to see you remember me, ma'am," he replied, with his signature warm smile. "Where's your boss? I want to see them!" Claire demanded, not backing down. The butler nodded, "I'm here to take you to meet the new owner."