Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover novel Chapter 864

"Chloe, thank you for coming into my life," Connor murmured, his voice so low it almost seemed like he was talking to himself. Chloe felt a bittersweet ache in her heart. She usually savored his sweet words, but now they sounded like a goodbye.

"When we get out of here, how about you whip up your amazing sweet and sour ribs for me every day?" Chloe asked, her eyes twinkling. She could never get enough of Connor's ribs, with their perfect blend of tangy and sweet.

"Absolutely. As long as it makes you happy, I'll make anything for you," Connor replied. He paused, then added with a playful grin, "But since your husband is a busy CEO, maybe I should show you the recipe? The trick is a few plums; they really make the dish. Start by blanching a couple of pounds of ribs in cold water..."

Chloe cut him off with a teasingly stern look, "You know my cooking's a disaster. Even if you teach me, it'll be no use. I just want your version."

Connor laughed softly, "Alright, alright, I'll keep making them for you."

Time seemed to blur, and when the door finally swung open, it wasn’t Claire and Barrett who walked in. Instead, a group of mercenary bodyguards appeared. One of them, a tall, muscular guy with blond hair and piercing blue eyes, gave Connor a nudge, speaking in English, "Go rustle up some grub."

Connor blinked in confusion but stepped out into the dim evening. The light was fading, the sunset barely peeking through the dense forest canopy. Outside, a makeshift kitchen had been set up, ingredients scattered around. The blue-eyed guard, holding his AK, steered Connor towards the stove with a firm gesture.