Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

"It's been empty for three years, so there's dust everywhere. Hope you don't mind."

Chloe looked around at the dusty room and said, "I'll call someone to clean it up."

"It's okay. The place isn't big. I can handle it myself."

"How about you cook for me instead? I'd love to taste your cooking," Chloe suddenly suggested.

Ann was taken aback, standing in the living room, unable to process what she just heard. Tears welled up unexpectedly. She quickly turned around to hide them, "Alright, there's a grocery store nearby. I'll go grab some stuff."

Then, she hurried out of the house.

Chloe immediately called and arranged for two cleaners.

After hanging up, Chloe began to explore the cozy little home. Though small, it had every necessity and was warmly decorated. Despite the dust, the color of the sofa and the matching furniture were clearly chosen with care. Everything was neatly organized and arranged perfectly, including the pots and pans in the kitchen.

Chloe could feel Ann's love for life radiating from the room. The living room opened onto a small balcony adorned with a string of wind chimes. A breeze blew, causing the chimes to tinkle melodiously. Outside the balcony was a small garden now overgrown with weeds, but a delicate vegetable rack hinted at its past glory, brimming with fruits and vegetables.

Back inside, Chloe opened a door. This must be Lisa's room. It was just as tidy, featuring pink bedding, curtains, and furniture of a higher quality than the rest of the house. There was even an intricate wardrobe.

Chloe found it filled with beautiful, neatly arranged clothes. Though not all designer brands, each piece was clean and wrinkle-free. She imagined how carefully Ann had arranged these clothes before going to prison. Sadly, after returning to the Meadows family, Lisa never came back to visit.

When Ann returned, the cleaners were already at work. Chloe sat on the living room sofa, watching TV.

Ann quickly entered the kitchen to start cooking.

Chloe got up and offered, "Need any help? I'm not great at cooking, but I can assist."

Ann smiled. "No need, I'm quite good at cooking. The kitchen is too small for two; just relax and watch TV."

Chloe didn't insist, knowing her limitations in the kitchen.

Soon, the cleaning was done, and the house looked almost brand new. The windows were spotless, letting the midday sun brighten up the room.

Meanwhile, Ann's cooking was nearly complete. She placed the last pot of chicken soup on the table and called out, "Chloe, come and have lunch."

Chloe got up and walked over. In justTêxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

an hour, Ann had prepared a full table of dishes. Eight dishes filled the small dining table, looking delicious and inviting.