The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 873

Well, it sounded like Chloe was making some sense.

"Don't muddle right and wrong here!" Damon retorted angrily.

Chloe defiantly replied, "I've done it, and I've suffered, bled."

Damon helplessly looked at this woman venting her emotions, sighing at the privilege women had to be impulsive.

Damon gritted his teeth, trying to push Chloe away, "You're really difficult. I can't handle you, just let go."

But Chloe only held on tighter.

After several rounds of struggle, Damon still couldn't get rid of Chloe.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead, then looked at Chloe with warning in his eyes, "If you keep doing this, I won't let you off easily."

"Maybe I will, depends on the situation. I can't give you a definite answer now." Chloe sincerely replied, knowing that promising now and then doing it again would only make things worse.

Smart people knew the principle of prevention was better than cure.

Damon felt stifled because of Chloe's answer, completely unsure of how to handle it.

"Get away from me!" he roared.

"No!" Chloe refused him and hugged him even tighter, lifting her chin and moving her lips towards his.

She didn't give him a chance to struggle, biting his lips hard. If he moved even slightly, she would make him bleed.

Damon knew Chloe was being unreasonable, but he couldn't break free and let her kiss him.

He was tightly held by her, unable to break free, and he didn't want to break free from this wild, chaotic kiss.

In the end, because Chloe was too clumsy, he directly held the back of her head and took control.

Chloe was almost suffocated by his kiss, her lips wet and crimson.

Damon straddled the bed, looking down at her from above, his breathing slightly heavy, but his expression didn't change.

"Do you think I can't handle you? Now I remember, if you keep this up, I'll lock you up in the room and find ways to punish you every day!"

Chloe felt goosebumps at his words, thinking he was going too far.

Finally, Damon tucked Chloe into the quilt and sat on the chair by the bed, silently watching her.

"I'm thirsty," Chloe said suddenly, leaning on the bed.

Damon glanced at her but still poured her a glass of water.

"Careful." He warned her when handing her the water.

Chloe took the glass and held it for a while without drinking.

"Where did you go?"

She knew Damon would stand up for her, she was just curious about how he had handled it.

Damon glanced at her, "You got hit. How could I not go settle the score? I went to the Baker family."

Chloe was stunned, "You didn't actually hit Elsa, did you?"

"Mm."

Chloe digested the news.

"What about Felix? He wasn't there, was he?"

Chloe raised an eyebrow slightly. Was this an acknowledgment that she was part of the family?

She looked at Damon sitting next to her, who just gave her a light glance and then looked away.

"Thank you for backing me up, grandpa."

Presley glanced at her, "I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it for the face of the Harper family."

"Well, then I should thank you for backing me up on the side."

Presley huffed in a condescending manner.

"Bring those supplementing soups over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, several different types of soup were served immediately, covering the entire table.

"Give her the menu, let her choose whichever she wants."

Then, the butler, James, handed Chloe a menu.

On it listed various high-quality soups. The variety made Chloe dizzy.

Chloe was flabbergasted.

Whose style of visiting the sick was this?

Afterwards, Presley didn't stay long. He stood up, gave Chloe a meaningful look, and finally met Chloe's eyes, huffing coldly again.

Chloe lightly pursed her lips, not taking it to heart.

She looked at the menu in her hand.