"Damon, I’m begging you. Please look at me. Even if it's just a quick glance, I wouldn't have done so many irreversible things. Everything I do is for you, Damon, please." Surrounded by countless journalists and facing numerous cameras, Wendy looked utterly cornered. Her voice choked with sobs, tears streaming down her face. She looked pitiful and hurt with her endless humility and pleading.
Damon's eyebrows knitted tightly, staring at her with an icy, bone-chilling gaze, "Aren't you embarrassed?"
Wendy shook her head vigorously, tears flying off her face, "I don't care, Damon. What can I do for you to forgive me, to be with me? I honestly don't know what else to do."
Her helpless and humble state made it difficult to reprimand her. The journalists had taken enough photos, and the scene quieted down.
"Looks like Ms. Wendy really does have some deep feelings for Damon!"
"Thinking about it now, everything she did in the past was for Damon!"
"A woman falling to such depths for love is both pitiful and tragic."
"Indeed, as a member of the Alonso family, she wouldn't have gone this far if it wasn't necessary."
In the face of the rising sympathy among the journalists, Damon's facial expression grew darker.
"Let go." His voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.
"No." Wendy shook her head, tears streaming down her face. She knew that if she let go now, she wouldn't have another chance.
She held onto Damon's arm even tighter.
Damon clenched his lips, trying to shake Wendy off, but then he saw Chloe standing nearby, calmly watching him. His eyebrows twitched slightly, his face darkening. The words of Kane about his women not getting jealous seemed to be etched in his mind. He didn't care in the past, but whenever he thought about it, he still felt something.
Like right now, the nonchalant woman, watching him tangled up with another woman, yet still able to calmly look at him.
Swallowing his frustration, Damon shook Wendy off. No matter how indifferent that woman was, he knew his position. He wouldn't deliberately flirt with other women just to get a reaction from her.
"Damon, please, don't." Wendy was thrown aside, but she still desperately reached out to hug Damon's waist. But of course, she didn't get the chance, and someone stopped her from continuing this pathetic act.
"Don't you dare touch him again?!" Chloe had somehow made her way in front of her, her cold voice filled with undeniable force and danger as she glared at Wendy.
Wendy gave her a glance, a flash of resentment in her eyes. But her hand kept moving, and just as it was about to touch Damon's clothes, her hand was firmly grabbed. The person pulled her hand up high, causing her to stumble over. Before she could regain her balance, she received a harsh slap in the face.
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