BookToReadDespite knowing Lucas and Linda had teamed up to deceive her once more, Chloe found herself surprisingly
calm. Instead of anger, she felt a wave of relief wash over her.
There was a twhen she detested Linda so intensely that she dreamed of the ultimate revenge-taking away
the one thing Linda cherished most, her unborn child. Lucas had already been on the fence about wanting the
child, but it was Chloe's words that ultimately
pushed him to make the decision to let go.
Chloe had no clue how Linda managed to make such a tic comeback, but she had to hand it to her-Linda
was a pro at playing with people's emotions. During Linda's absence, Chloe occasionally thought about the child,
and guilt would creep in. She realized she had no right to interfere with an innocent life. Seeing the child alive
now brought her peace.
She glanced at Lucas, who stood there with his head slightly bowed, avoiding her gaze as if he'd done something
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Chloe, however, was straightforward: "Congrats to the three of you."
Linda, waving their marriage certificate, chimed in, "Chloe, we got our marriage licenses on the sday. Isn't
that something?"
A cold smile played on Chloe's lips: "Yeah, it's fate, but not the good kind."
Linda seemed genuinely cheerful, wrapping her arm around Lucas: "Lucas checked with a fortune teller, and they
said today was a lucky day. So we figured, why not get hitched today? And look who we ran into!"
"Oh, and | spent the last few months in Italy. Couldn't get used to the food there, even with Lucas hiring a bunch
of chefs for me. | missed
know
home, so here | am. Chloe, | you'd rather not see me, but can we just put everything behind us and start fresh?"
Linda's eyes sparkled with what seemed like sincere hope, but Chloe knew better. Behind that joy was a silent
challenge, a competition.
It might've seemed like Chloe won
the past battles, but Linda's return was a loud declaration of Chloe's
defeat. Her idea of starting over was nothing but the kickoff to another round of games-more scheming, more
manipulation.
Just thinking about it wore Chloe out. She no longer had the energy to fight Linda; all she wanted was some
peace.
Chloe's demeanor was icy: "If we're talking about our history, breaking two of your ribs would be getting off easy,
Linda. Cut the crap; your face makessick. From now on, both of you stay far away, or we'll have a showdown
with all the old and new ."
Linda's smile faltered: "Chloe, | really mean it..."
But Chloe had had enough. She pulled out her phone and dialed a number: "Hey, godmother, Connor and | got
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Tara's voice burst with excitement through the phone: "Oh wow, that's amazing! Congratulations to you both.
When are you and Connor coming over? We need to celebrate..."
Chloe quickly shifted the convo: "Funny thing, | bumped into Lucas and Linda at the registry office today."
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