Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

How many times did she have to tell him? Her friend wasn't into women at all, but when would he finally believe her?

Chloe spoke up, "It's all because of you. Because it's your place, because I knew you'd come to get me, and no matter what, you'd have my back. That's why I got a bit carried away and ended up happily drunk. But I promise, I'll keep my wits about me next time." Connor's last bit of frustration melted away.

His stern look softened instantly, and even a gentle warmth appeared in his eyes.

Suddenly, Connor reached over and ruffled Chloe's hair. "I whipped up some seafood chowder. Want to grab a bite?"

Chloe had been too busy enjoying her drinks that night.

She really hadn't eaten much.

Now, with just liquids in her stomach, she was feeling a bit queasy.

"Yeah, I'm actually starving."

Chloe followed Connor into the dining room.

Connor served her a bowl of seafood chowder.

As he brought it over, a rich, sweet aroma filled the air.

The steaming bowl was thick and creamy, filled with sweet crab meat, lobster tails, fresh sea urchin, and a sprinkle of green veggies for garnish. Chloe's appetite kicked in.

Tasting it, she said, "This is so fresh! Did you use chicken broth for it?"

Connor chuckled, "You always know good food."

Chloe took another spoonful, "Why on earth are you cooking chicken broth and chowder in the middle of the night?"

Connor replied, "I have to be at the office by five tomorrow morning, so I made breakfast for you ahead of time. Just heat it up when you wake up." Chloe's spoon paused mid-air.

She looked up, emotions swirling, "You don't have to go through all this trouble for me."

During their three years at Greenpeace Estate, whenever Chloe stayed over, Connor would always have a lavish breakfast ready for her the next morning. Back then, Chloe had taken it all for granted.

But now, he was no longer the trophy boy she used to keep around; he was the head of a vast business empire.

Swamped with meetings and decisions every day.

How could Chloe still expect him to fuss over these little things?

Connor said, "Otherwise, you'd skip breakfast and end up with a stomachache again."

With her strict dance training since childhood, Chloe had always been particular about her figure.

She was never much of a foodie.

In the early days of their relationship, she often skipped breakfast entirely.

Sometimes, she'd get stomachaches.

Once Connor found out, he started making porridge for her daily to soothe her stomach.

This habit continued for three years.

Chloe felt a wave of emotion she couldn't quite describe.

She took Connor's hand, "From now on, I'll t properly. No need to worry

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Connor shook his head, "Not right

now. I'm worried about my sister et

poking around; she's hard to

manage. Plus, I don't like others

messing with our life."

He gently touched Chloe's face, "Don't feel burdened. This is second nature to me now, I'm used to it."

Chloe took a deep breath, "Starting tomorrow, I'll learn to cook."

With Connor so busy, she couldn't let him waste his precious downtime on chores.

Connor smirked, "Just don't blow up the kitchen."

When it came to cooking, Chloe wasn't exactly confident.

But she'd made up her mind to learn.

After chatting for a bit, Chloe finally asked,

ba, how was your first day

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