The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1381

Chloe's eyes suddenly turned serious. She had just dodged Wendy's crazy attack, only to be tightly held by Damon, followed by a crisp slap.

Wendy screamed and fell into the crowd of reporters at the bottom of the stairs. The reporters instinctively stepped back, but seeing Wendy's embarrassing situation, they quickly gathered again, began to take crazy pictures and videos!

Damon kept Chloe tightly in his arms, without giving Wendy a glance, and left the Harper Group with Chloe under the protection of the bodyguards.

It wasn't until they got into the car that Chloe could breathe a sigh of relief. She turned to look out of the window. Reporters huddled together, never dispersed.

She could imagine Wendy's embarrassing look. But, it was all self-inflicted.

Her chin was pulled back, "What are you still looking at?"

Chloe frowned and moved her chin away, giving Damon a cold look. "Don't touch me, you stink."

Damon's brows furrowed slightly, looking down at his clothes, "These are new clothes."

Chloe turned away, no longer looking at him, and moved slightly outward, deliberately distancing herself from Damon.

Damon watched her for a long time, then chuckled softly. He unbuttoned his suit jacket, took it off, and threw it to Nate in front. "Find a garbage can and throw it away."

Hearing this, Chloe turned to look at Nate, saw the suit jacket in his hands and looked surprisedly at Damon. He was now just wearing a thin white shirt, with a nicely tied tie that she had tied herself, but it was too cold outside for him to be dressed like this.

The temperature in the car was fine, but once they went outside, he would definitely catch a cold.

Chloe frowned even more, "What are you doing?"

Damon chuckled, "I also think that jacket smells bad."

Chloe's eyes flickered, knowing he had understood her previous words, but now she felt a bit awkward. "What kind of smell? No matter how bad it smells, it's better than getting sick, right?"

Damon shook his head with a smile, "Getting sick is not as important as you being angry."

Chloe pursed her lips, momentarily speechless. What did it mean that her anger was more important than his health...

"What if you get me sick? I'll be fine, but what if it affects the babies?" Chloe asked.

Damon chuckled, pulled her back into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "You were jealous just now, right?"

His certainty made Chloe smile slightly. "No."

"Really?" Damon whispered, directly lifting Chloe onto his lap, "I'll give you another chance to say it. Were you jealous?"

Chloe's pretty face showed a touch of panic, "Be careful. You're not just holding me."

Embarrassment had become a habit, and at this time, Nate must have raised the partition very consciously.

Damon's large hand gently stroked her stomach, his voice slightly displeased, "Don't always bring up the two of them. How heavy could they be now. They are at most the weight of two embryos."

"Ha!" Before Chloe could react, Nate, who was driving in front, chuckled.