Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Connor's usually stern face softened suddenly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips as he pulled Chloe into a warm embrace. "I'll always be your remedy, always stand with you in the light."

The following day, Grant began Chloe's acupuncture treatments. He'd actually learned this acupuncture technique a week earlier but hadn't rushed to treat Chloe right away. For one thing, he didn't want her questioning his mentor's whereabouts. For another, he'd spent those days perfecting the technique on other people.

The acupuncture sessions were held at Grant's place, a villa in the city center called Silvermoon Haven. It wasn't far from No. 9 Mansion, but it was much larger. In this expensive part of town, the space it occupied seemed boundless. The villa even had its own private zoo, showcasing Grant's unique hobbies. He kept wolves, panthers, even lions and tigers. Chloe had visited once and was amazed at how the panther acted like a pet cat around Grant.

Chloe was the only one who'd been to Grant's place before, but this time Connor joined her. Grant had a special room for acupuncture, filled with various anatomical models. Connor noticed one was a replica from the era of the Norman Conquest.

During the session, Connor stayed by Chloe's side. Initially, he was a bit on edge, but Grant's professional and focused manner soon put him at ease.

Before starting, Grant asked, "Chloe, do you trust me?" Chloe gave a warm smile, "Grant, I trust you completely."noveldrama

Grant got to work with a serious expression, and Chloe was fully cooperative. The acupuncture session lasted about an hour. Afterward, Chloe got up feeling rejuvenated, while Grant looked worn out, beads of sweat on his forehead from the intense concentration required by his mentor's unique technique.

"Grant, thank you," Chloe said gratefully. Grant, as he packed up his needles, replied, "No need for thank yous between us. Drink your herbal tea and get some rest."

Chloe dutifully drank the tea and left with Connor. Over the next few weeks, she continued her weekly acupuncture visits. After the fourth week, she had another MRI scan. When the results came in, Connor's hands shook with anticipation as he handed the report to Dr. Blake.

Dr. Blake was thrilled and exclaimed, "It's a miracle! The aneurysm hasn't grown at all this month and

shows signs of shrinking

was

puzzled, "How is this even possible?"

Connor was so excited he almost hugged Dr. Blake. It was the happiest they'd been in a long time because, for the first time, they truly saw a glimmer of hope.

That evening, Connor called Grant to invite him to dinner. "Mr. Grant, I fancy myself a decent cook. Would you join us for a meal?"

Grant coolly declined, "Connor, I don't think we're quite friends."

Despite Grant's usual aloofness and their past subtle rivalry, Connor was genuine this time. He didn't mind at all. He spent 48 hours cooking up an authentic bouillabaisse and packed it into small containers.

The next day was Chloe's acupuncture appointment. Initially, Connor planned to

go with her.