Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Connor clearly knew exactly what had just happened. His face darkened right away. Lucas, I really didn't think you had it in you, he thought, but managed to hold himself back from walking over and punching Lucas again.noveldrama

Trying to sound casual, Connor said, "I heard a loud noise coming from your room. Thought something was wrong, so I came in to check." It sounded like an explanation, but Connor didn't bother apologizing at all.

He deliberately glanced at Lucas, who was still sprawled on the floor. "Mr. Lucas, what happened to you?"

Lucas tried to get up, but his back wasn't cooperating—he just couldn't make his body move. Catching sight of Connor, his humiliation burned into anger. By the way Connor looked at him, Lucas was sure he'd figured out at least part of what went down.

Seething, Lucas snapped, "Connor, get out!" This time he switched to Old English, knowing Chloe wouldn't understand a word. There was no point pretending anymore.

Connor didn't get mad. Instead, he calmly stepped forward to help Lucas up. While pulling him to his feet, Connor squeezed Lucas's wrist a little too hard- hard enough to pop his arm right out of its socket.

Lucas broke out in a cold sweat, pain making him shout.

Seizing the moment, Connor turned to Chloe. "Ms. Rose, how about letting Grayson sleep in my room tonight? He looks pretty banged up, and I know a bit about fixing things up-maybe I can help him out."

Chloe was still a little out of it, lost in what had just happened. For a second, it was like her body didn't belong to her, like she was filled with some kind of wild strength. But the instant she'd thrown Grayson to the ground, everything had felt strangely familiar.

Her head throbbed. Those blurry images kept flashing through her mind-mostly scenes of fighting. In that split moment when Grayson tried to force himself on her, she'd felt nothing but disgust.

She really didn't want to talk to Grayson right now. So she just nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Connor. Sorry for the trouble."

Lucas obviously didn't want to go anywhere with Connor. He tried to resist, but pain shot through his other arm-now both arms were dislocated. His whole body went stiff and useless. He couldn't fight back at all as Connor half-dragged, half-carried him into the next room.

Chloe sat down at the edge of her bed, still dazed. She stared at her hands. Since when was she this strong?

Just now, her mind had been filled with flashes of fighting scenes a woman's silhouette, quick and powerful, moving like a trained martial artist. Taekwondo, maybe?

She grabbed her phone and searched for Taekwondo moves. She watched a simple demonstration and tried the moves out herself. She nailed them, effortlessly.

Getting more curious, she searched for more advanced techniques. To her shock, even the most difficult moves like the 900-degree spinning kick-came to her as naturally as breathing. Her body just knew what to do, her movements smooth and powerful, as if all of it had been

wired into her muscles ages ago.

Tim and Aaron were completely mesmerized. Watching Chloe, they cheered and

clapped. "Wow, Mom, you're amazing! Are you a superhero?"

Aaron just stared at her, wide-eyed. Tim ran over and hugged her leg, grinning.

"Mom, is that why you're always gone? You've been out saving the world!"