The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1177

They didn't give him a smidgen of attention. This time, it seemed like Elizabeth had really made a mess of things.

Damon looked down at the woman beneath him, her face not completely clean, a slight smile on his lips.

"You are breathing okay now?"

Damon asked out of the blue, reminding Chloe to take a deep breath unconsciously.

"Huh? Oh... ugh..."

Just as she was coming around, the man covered her mouth. She immediately widened her eyes and tried to push his shoulders.

It was Chloe taking the initiative, but now, they were in the living room, a public area, not to mention, her parents were just across...

Yet, Damon didn't pay her any mind, kissing her deeply without any hesitation. Not until she was just about out of breath did Damon finally let go of her. She leaned on the couch, looking up at him, catching her breath and supplying her lungs with oxygen.

Her eyes, tinged red and slightly teary, glared at Damon unhappily, then glanced past him towards the opposite side. The two people across still hadn't noticed them. That made her sigh in relief.

"You are not allowed to go into the kitchen with Mom in the future, got it?"

Chloe realized she'd been lied to by Elizabeth. Her feelings were indescribable.

"I told you not to go into the kitchen, didn't I?!" Across from them, Royce's voice was deep and authoritative, clearly scolding Elizabeth.

After a while, Elizabeth's weak voice chimed in, "I just wanted to cook for you, and besides, Chloe wanted to learn some skills from me, I couldn't just refuse her..."

Chloe felt so wronged. Was the blame just shoved onto her like that?

"You want to teach her?"

Elizabeth frowned, "What's wrong with me teaching her? Didn't you say that you'd never forget my cooking?!"

Chloe raised an eyebrow, seemingly understanding something.

Sure enough, Royce was silent for a while, speechless at Elizabeth's words. He'd said some sweet nothings just to marry her, and he'd paid quite a price for it over the years. Now, he was even more at a loss for words.

Chloe lightly poked Damon's chest with her finger, Damon's gaze moved from her face to her eyes.

"Hmm?"

"Mom said that when Dad proposed, he couldn't stop praising her cooking. I'm not sure I buy it."

Damon raised an eyebrow, "You sure she said he couldn't stop praising her?"

Chloe thought for a moment, "To be accurate, Dad was overcome by her cooking."

"Haha," Damon chuckled softly, "Maybe he was really overcome."

Maybe he was overcome by her ability to survive that kind of cooking.

Chloe pursed her lips, not believing Elizabeth’s claim. She didn't believe that a person's cooking skills would decline to the point of almost blowing up the kitchen.