The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1018

Chloe’s cheeks were kissed till they turned red. She took a quick glance ahead; the car partition was up.

But didn't that make it more obvious?

Regardless, seeing Damon’s slightly unpleasant expression, she mustered up her courage and affectionately rubbed her cheek against his chin.

“You aren't jealous, are you?”

Damon looked down at her, her face full of pleasing intentions. His eyes slightly squinted, his finger gently stroking her cheek, his deep voice filled with a hint of affection and huskiness.

“You said it like that. If I still get jealous, wouldn’t that make me a bit unreasonable?”

“Um…That would make things more complicated.”

Damon gazed at her for a while, seeing her still maintaining that pleasing and helpless expression, it somewhat irritated him.

“Little vixen, why are you so attractive?”

Chloe was startled by his deep and sensual voice, but then she lifted the corners of her mouth in pride. “I told you before, I'm amazing, of course I would have many suitors.”

“Still showing off?” He pinched her chin a bit harder.

Chloe’s eyes curved into crescents.

“I'm praising your good taste. Even when I was notorious back then, you discovered me. See how amazing you are?”

Damon smirked, “Are you praising me or praising yourself?”

“Both.”

Damon chuckled. “I guess I don't speak highly of you enough; you've started praising yourself.”

Chloe just smiled.

After a few seconds of silence, Damon spoke again,

“Tell me, how did you meet him?”

Chloe's face changed a bit, but she couldn’t help touching her forehead.

“Rose, Ella, Ollie, maybe me as well, we still want some candy, so we decided to draw straws to see who should go ask for packets of penny candy.”

Damon immediately knew, the ending must have been her being the “lucky one”.

“I opened their booth door, and saw Stanley and another man holding guns, in a standoff…There were many bodyguards in the booth. But Stanley's face was too unforgettable, I ran as soon as I noticed him.”

Stanley's unforgettable face?

Damon frowned, greatly displeased. Why displeased? Because he couldn’t deny it. That face was a favorite among women. Especially those stunning eyes, when he smiled, it was really…

He closed his lips tight, and his face turned grim.

Damon sneaked a peek at Chloe.

“…What’s wrong?” Chloe suddenly turned and smiled at him.

“…That face, is a bit more handsome than Lance, weren’t you a bit fascinated by him during those years?”

Chloe’s face stiffened; she glanced at him, then shifted her gaze.

Damon squinted his eyes. “Looks like you were indeed mesmerized.”

The car light was dim, and the various lights flashing outside occasionally lit up their profiles, flickering on and off.

“You trust him subconsciously, even rely on him, Chloe.”

Chloe was a bit puzzled. Her and Stanley were partners for many years, how could there be no trust?

Seeing her puzzled expression, Damon sighed lightly, and gently kissed her cheek.

“Rely on me more, okay? For example, when he asked why you stayed, you could have said without hesitation that it was because of me. I, won't become your weakness.”

It seemed like their roles had completely reversed. It should've been his right and duty to protect her for life, but now she was the one taking up all the responsibilities. Instead, he became her burden, and she was always helping him, protecting him.

He was such a failed boyfriend.

Chloe blinked in a daze, for a moment, it seemed like she understood something.

A man's pride.

She only wanted to not cause him trouble, only wanted to prove she deserved to stand by his side. And he was always by her side, being completely compliant.

"Sitting by and watching things happen is my biggest support and respect for you. I like to see you full of confidence and spirited. But sometimes, don't force yourself too much. You should learn to take advantage of me."

Damon sat quietly in his seat, staring straight ahead. Facing the colorful neon lights, his face was expressionless.

But the words he said made Chloe's heart sting. They were filled with inferiority and helplessness.

In order to make her rely on him, he actually described himself as someone who could be used. How on earth could she consider him a resource?

She sidled up to him, slung her arm around his neck, and pressed herself tight against him.