Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Chapter 621

Linda's funeral was a big event that had the whole town buzzing. News of Mrs. Moncada, the young bride who was tragically shot at her own wedding and died after hanging on for days, spread like wildfire throughout Riverbrook and even caught national attention, hitting headlines everywhere. Speculation ran wild—was it a vendetta, a crime of passion, a hired hit, or was she just the unfortunate stand-in for someone else? The authorities kept tight-lipped, and the Moncada family didn't offer any clarification, choosing instead to focus on honoring Linda's memory.

What made the situation even more heartbreaking was that Linda was nine months pregnant when she was shot. The baby boy, the newest member of the Moncada family, was delivered safely, but Linda couldn't pull through due to her fragile state. While there was a touch of relief that the baby survived, it was overshadowed by sympathy for the little one who would grow up without his mother. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Rumors also swirled that Mr. Lucas Moncada was so shattered by his wife's death that he couldn't bring himself to attend the funeral. His past scandal of eloping with Linda, who was once the other woman, was well-known, but with her passing, public opinion softened. People began to view their relationship as a true love story, offering them a bit of grace.

Chloe took the reins of the funeral arrangements, stepping in as Lucas was too heartbroken, and Tara and Antonio were preoccupied with the newborn. There was a bit of drama when Shannon showed up, causing a scene by demanding the Moncada family "return her daughter." However, she left quietly after being handed two million dollars. Arriving in tears but leaving with a bag of cash, Shannon's cheerful goodbyes to guests were almost shameless, leaving Chloe feeling profoundly saddened. Recognizing Shannon's role in Linda's troubled life, Chloe sought a subtle revenge. She hired a film student for ten thousand dollars to sing "You Are My Sunshine" outside Shannon's house each night, disheveled and haunting, for half an hour. Initially planned for a few days, the student, finding the pay generous for the effort, extended it to a month.

Once everything was settled, Chloe crashed at home, sleeping for three straight days, exhausted from the emotional and physical toll. When she finally woke up, it seemed like she'd found a sliver of peace, or maybe she was just too worn out to stay awake any longer.

One evening, Connor came home expecting to find Chloe still in bed, but instead, he found her freshly showered and wearing a stunning black velvet dress. Her closet was full of dresses, yet Connor had never seen her in black before. The dress didn't come across as somber; instead, it highlighted her figure and gave off a commanding presence. Sitting at her vanity, her hair styled in soft waves, makeup flawlessly done with striking red lips, she looked both captivating and a tad mysterious.

Connor walked over, gently placing his hands on her shoulders, "Heading out?"