Damon has been keeping tabs on Chloe, so Nathan sent a message to Chloe get a reading on his brother’s mood.
Seeing Damon still looking glum, Chloe felt a pang of sadness and shot a message back to Nathan.
[He's still pissed. What should I do?]
Nathan replied, [Have you tried the method I told you yesterday? If you can't catch his interest, then take the initiative! Guys dig that.]
[I'll pass your advice on to Yulia.]
Nathan [Wait, what's she got to do with this?]
[You like it this way, don't you? Let her show you!]
Nathan [Things are going south. I won't be heading to the hospital today. Take care!]
Chloe put down her phone, let out a sigh, and cautiously queried Damon.
"Damon, are you still mad?"
Her voice was soft, and seeing her smiling face, Damon's heart skipped a beat.
Damon didn't say anything, he had a gut feeling that as soon as he spoke, he would easily cave in.
Biting her lip lightly, Chloe said, "I don't want to lie in bed, I want to get up and walk around."
Damon frowned.
"No." His voice left no room for negotiation.
Just then, the door of the ward opened, and the doctor came in to change her dressing.
Chloe was very cooperative.
The wound was healing well.
Though it was long, it was on the bony part of her knee, so it wasn't deep.
And she was using the best medicine and receiving the best treatment.
But when the bandage was removed, and Damon saw the red wound, his face turned even more somber.
The chilling aura he exuded scared the doctor into breaking out in cold sweat. After quickly applying medicine and re-dressing the wound, the doctor left in a hurry.
Chloe didn't even hear the door close.
You can imagine how eager the doctor was to leave.
Looking at Damon's expression, Chloe couldn't help feeling helpless.
This guy, why was he so hotheaded?
"Damon, can you carry me to the couch?"
Damon looked at her, saw her arms open wide, her face full of expectation.
He softened, picked her up, and headed for the living room.
Sniffing the fresh scent of the man, Chloe gave a faint smile, wrapped her arms around his neck, and planted a kiss on his chin.
As Damon reached the ward door, he stiffened, looked down at Chloe and said,
"Stop fooling around."
But Chloe seemed not to hear him. Taking advantage of his lowered head, she gently kissed his thin lips, her soft lips wandering over his cool ones, tenderly sucking.
Chloe bit her lip, "Isn't this cheating?"
"Not as much as you are."
With that, Damon bent down and kissed her again.
His hand roamed under her clothes, his warm palm lightly sliding over her skin, sending shivers down her spine.
She couldn't help but shrink back, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
"So... can you stop being mad?"
Since she had already given in, she had to press for a result.
"No, we'll see how you behave later."
His breath made her skin hot, his voice low and sexy.
His kiss slid to the corner of her lips and then back to her mouth.
Chloe was kissed till she was completely weak, lying limply on the couch, her totally submissive look making Damon's heart incredibly tender.
He intended to kiss her lightly, but involuntarily intensified it a bit.
His towering body surrounded the small softness beneath him, as if trying to devour it slowly.
The atmosphere in the room turned romantic, the temperature rising with their passionate kissing.
Just as the two were getting more and more into their kiss, the ward door was pushed open from the outside.
The two, already on high alert, immediately stopped but maintained their embrace, both turning to look at the door.
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