Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 22

"Do you think you really want to marry me?" Chloe asked.

Connor frowned, staring at her as she smiled seductively. He said nothing.

Chloe laughed it off and casually tossed her wavy hair over her shoulder. "Mr. Connor, this was all just a game. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

"For the last three years, you've had your fun, and so have I. You didn't hold a grudge for my neglect and frivolity, and I didn't mind your deceit and pretense. Can we just call it quits on good terms?"

Chloe couldn't fathom Connor's mindset. Here was a guy who could have anyone he wanted, yet he willingly let himself be treated like a gigolo.

Reflecting on the past three years, Chloe realized she'd often neglected him—ignoring his calls, standing him up, and even venting her frustrations on him. She treated him like a pet, there for her emotional convenience, to summon and dismiss at will.

However, she admitted that if she had known his real status, she would have never dared to sleep with him.

And yet, even so, he had never revealed his identity over the past three years.

Why was that? Was the King of Eldridge a natural masochist?

His eyes darkened, and his skin made him look like an angry vampire. It was as if he could pounce at any moment, bite open her vein, and drain her blood.

"Chloe, do you love your husband?"

"Of course, otherwise, I wouldn't have married him."

"He is having an affair."

"I know."

"He doesn't love you."