The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 875

Two sensitive souls were locked in a tight embrace, their heads turned simultaneously to the door.

Damon was blushing from the initial shock, as the exquisite Chloe was nestled in his arms.

It only took her a split second to recognize the newcomer.

Wendy was stunned at the sight of the two people on the sofa.

The image of their passionate kiss kept replaying in her mind.

What did she just witness?

Was Damon kissing this woman?

No way.

How could Damon possibly kiss a woman?

Did she… Did she see that wrong?

Damon, always aloof, hated the advances of women, let alone actual contact.

How could he possibly….

She was practically frozen in place, blinking in disbelief.

But the scene before her did not vanish like mist.

What was even harder for her to accept was the deep affection Damon showed in his gaze when she walked in.

He was falling for her.

Why?

Why would this man, who seemed so superior and unbreakable to everyone else, and to her, fall for a woman?

She felt as if all her veins were being strangled, the suffocating feeling almost made her faint.

Damon’s handsome face no longer showed the deep affection from before. Instead, it was replaced by his usual

cold indifference, no signs of being moved or disturbed.

“What are you doing here?”

His ruthless voice was like an icy dagger stabbing into her heart.

Wendy was gripping the doorknob tightly, her slender knuckles turning white from the tension.

“I… I came to see Ms. Chloe.”

She suppressed all her emotions in the shortest time possible, pushing them away into a corner of her heart.

Upon hearing Wendy’s words, Chloe, while still in Damon’s arms, just smirked a bit.

Looking up at Wendy, Chloe caught a hint of jealousy in her eyes.

Without breaking eye contact, she softly said, “You seem to care a lot.”

Wendy forced a smile, “After all, it was my invitation, and you got hurt at the party I hosted. I feel somewhat

responsible.”

Chloe raised an eyebrow, attempting to sit upright.

Sensing her intention, Damon, who was holding her waist, helped her to sit straight again.

Wendy’s grip on the doorknob tightened even more.

Her smile twitched slightly.

After sitting upright, Chloe turned to Damon and gave him a smile. Her swollen, kissed lips were luscious and glossy,

captivating to the eye.

But Chloe didn’t notice this and turned to look at Wendy who was still standing at the door.

“You don’t have to worry too much. It’s not a big deal.”

Throughout their conversation, Wendy couldn’t help but fixate on Chloe’s lips, struggling to keep up her smile.

“… I’m glad you’re okay. I was really worried.”

“Really worried?” Chloe took a quick look at Wendy.

It was already autumn, but Wendy was still wearing a dress, her beautiful face adorned with delicate makeup, her

demeanor bright and generous.

And she called this ‘really worried‘?

Wendy seemed uncomfortable under Chloe’s gaze, feeling as if she was being seen through.

“I’m already weak to begin with, and if you’re going to worry about me every time I get hurt… I really can’t handle

that.”

Wendy furrowed her brows. Chloe’s words sounded polite, but they were full of sarcasm.

Realizing she had been standing at the door for quite a while, she finally decided it was inappropriate and walked in.

She was holding a bouquet of roses, she moved towards Damon, offering him the flowers.

“These… need to be put in a vase.”

Although her face was calm, the anticipation in her eyes made Chloe smile.

Just how much did Wendy like Damon to have brought him roses under the pretext of visiting her?

“Roses? Ms. Alonso, how did you know I like roses? Let me have a smell?”

Wendy’s expression stiffened a bit, but eventually, she silently handed the roses to Chloe.

“As long as you like them.”

Chloe smiled slightly, bending down to smell the flowers.

Then she looked up at Damon, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

“Mr. Harper?”

Damon raised an eyebrow slightly. This form of address was rather unusual.

He looked at her, but she beckoned him over, “Come here.”

Damon did as she asked, and Chloe handed him the bouquet.

“Here you go, let’s stop being mad, alright?”

With the bright red roses complimenting her soft face, her eyes glistened with a mix of appeal and mischief. She

was rarely this charming.

He didn’t take it, so Chloe pushed the bouquet into his arms, “Alright?”

Damon’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he glanced at the roses, “These flowers were given to you.”

“But if they’re given to me, they’re mine, right? Or I should… never mind, I’ll give them to Nathan when he comes.

After all, he helped me teach Elsa a lesson at the party. I should thank him!”

Chloe was about to take back the flowers, but they were snatched away midway.

“What are you doing?”

“I taught someone a lesson for you. Shouldn’t you thank me?”

“… These flowers were meant to appease you…”

“No, this is a thank–you gift. This is the first one, and there should be a second one too. Remember to thank me.”

Wendy stood there, watching the flowers she carefully prepared being given away by Chloe. She was filled with

rage.

This woman was doing it on purpose.

She never took Wendy seriously.

Watching Damon walk away with the flowers, Chloe turned to look at Wendy, her smile fading slightly.

“Aren’t you going to sit down?”