The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1010

Nathan was nodding his head in succession, looking genuinely moved.

"You're so caring. Of course I'd be touched."

"Mhm."

"I'm truly touched! Beyond words!"

In a luxurious private room of No. 8 Mansion, Nathan chugged down the drink in his glass, slamming the glass onto the table afterwards. Then, he lifted his head, glancing at Damon, who was sitting in the corner.

Damon was quietly enjoying a game with a woman and some others. He seemed to be having a great time.

Meanwhile, in front of Nathan, bottles of booze piled up.

"Chloe, you lost again."

Rose covered her mouth, laughing. At the same time, another bottle was added to Nathan's collection.

Nathan cracked a faint smile, gritting his teeth.

With an apologetic look, Chloe said, "…I think I'll stop playing. Luck is just not with me today."

It was a simple toothpick drawing game. After a dozen rounds, she had drawn the shortest stick in most of the rounds. Damon hadn't made her drink much, but the penalty drinks for losing the game all ended up with Nathan.

"There’s only one special toothpick, and it ended up with you multiple times. It's not bad luck, it's too good," Damon murmured, in a voice that was criminally alluring.

Rose rolled her eyes, "This is MY bachelorette party, not a stage for you two to flaunt your love, okay?"

Then, she turned to Nathan, shaking her head in sympathy.

"You guys are too much. What on earth did Nathan do wrong?"

Damon cast a glance at him, chuckling lightly.

"He's in a bad mood, I just gave him an excuse to drink. He should thank me."

Nathan downed another glass, chuckled, then picked up another one, downing it in one go before staggering to his feet.

Everyone in the room looked up at Nathan, noticing something was off. Nathan glanced at Damon in the corner, then smiled, "Chloe, I heard you and Damon went to try on engagement outfits this afternoon, right?"

Everyone knew the relationship between Damon and Chloe, so them trying on engagement outfits didn't surprise anyone.

People started to shift their attention away from Nathan, picked up their glasses, and resumed chatting with their friends. But Chloe sensed something from Nathan, "What's up? Any problems?"

Nathan scoffed, swaying his way to Chloe, "Don't you think Damon is even more handsome than usual?"

Thinking of Damon in white this afternoon, Chloe couldn't help but blush.

"…Yes."

Though it was true, it made everyone uncomfortable. Nobody wanted to witness their PDA. Except for Rose, who was about to get married soon, who else was leading a good life now? The room was full of single men and women, unable to handle even the slightest provocations.

"Oh my god, Damon actually started to diet to try on outfits? Hahahaha…"

Ella pouted, "Damon is on a diet, and you guys are laughing? Damon's body, that's my ideal type."

Noah frowned, speaking in a low voice,

"Ideal type? Have you seen it?"

Ella glanced at him lightly. "Oh."

Noah eyed her sideways but said nothing more.

When Chloe looked at her, Ella explained, "It's obvious. No matter what Damon wears, he always looks super handsome. His body must be great."

Chloe smiled, not thinking too much about it, but she noticed Ella seemed off today, so she gave her an extra look.

Screams from Nathan echoed from the hallway. Passersby would cast strange looks at them, then quickly leave.

A few minutes later, Damon straightened his clothes, tossed Nathan, who was lying on the floor to the side, and as he stepped back, he bumped into someone behind him.

Hearing a small commotion, he turned around, only to see a waiter continuously apologizing to him. He didn't respond, looking down at the scattered items on the floor.

A bunch of cheap plastic bags.