The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1770

Damon's face turned a ghastly shade of grim, and Chloe, with an air of resignation, gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder.

"I object."

Chloe frowned in response, then, gripping the medicine bottle in her hand, stood up slowly. "I don't care whether you agree or not. I disagree with your disagreement."

Damon was speechless. What goes around comes around, he thought. Was Chloe starting to take petty revenge on him?

As Chloe's figure slowly retreated, he remained seated, choosing not to argue further. Her mood seemed stable now, but he knew it was just a facade. She was forcing herself to keep her emotions in check. She was clearly frightened by Jane's words, so now she didn't dare to let herself worry about anything at all.

But was it healthy to suppress one's emotions?d2

He decided not to confront her, especially at such a sensitive time.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, he finally moved towards the kitchen. Minutes later, he returned holding a warm glass of milk and headed upstairs.

Chloe had just finished a quick shower. As Damon handed her the glass of milk, his face was still etched with displeasure. Chloe didn't look particularly pleased either, but seeing Damon's sour face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

She accepted the milk, sipping it as she studied him through the glass. She knew this man too well. He always appeared so cold and reserved, but being with him had revealed a different side to him.

Just how deep was his resentment over this issue? At the summit earlier that night, his face hadn't looked this grim.

She couldn't help but recall the time he had surreptitiously found his way to Peck's Manor, sneaked into her room, and adamantly declared that if they didn’t do it, he'd be devastated.

"Oops." Halfway through her drink, Chloe burst into laughter, spraying the milk all over the glass.

Damon looked at her in surprise, raised an eyebrow, and handed her a tissue. He gently patted her on the back, his voice filled with confusion. "Were you thinking naughty things just now?"

Chloe shook her head as she wiped her face. "No, no, not at all."

Damon clearly didn't believe her.

"I just choked on my milk, that's all."

"Hmph." Damon snorted in disbelief.

Chloe remained silent, hoping to shift the topic. After cleaning up, she finally crawled into bed.

Damon, wearing just a shirt, sat next to her. Chloe looked at him and blinked. "Aren't you going to shower?"

Damon shot her a glance before suddenly leaning towards her.

Caught off guard, Chloe's heart fluttered as she felt a soft warmth press against her lips. The sensation lasted only a moment before Damon pulled away. Their breaths intertwined, creating an intimate atmosphere.

Chloe stared at him in confusion, while Damon rested his forehead against hers, his voice filled with a hint of disappointment. "Can we negotiate? Maybe we can adjust based on the situation?"

Chloe's eyes flickered as she pondered his words. After a few moments, she shook her head. "No, Jane said I need to focus entirely on my pregnancy. I can't risk anything happening to our babies."

Damon's gloomy expression deepened. "You're so cruel. How am I supposed to survive these months with you around all the time?"

Chloe looked at him sympathetically. "For our babies' sake, I'm afraid you'll have to endure it."

Damon's hopeful expression deflated. He nipped at her lips before straightening up. Chloe touched her slightly sore lips and looked at him reproachfully.

Damon caressed her face. "Go to sleep. It's late."

Chloe relaxed. "Are you going to stay with me?"

Damon pursed his lips. "Just go to sleep."

Chloe was touched.

It was indeed late. They had spent an entire night at the Global Economic Summit, then flew back from another city. She had even thrown a tantrum at the airport. She was exhausted.

But with Damon by her side, she felt at peace.

If he had left, the anger and Jane's harsh words would have been too much for her to bear, but now, all she felt was gratitude and relief. There was no room for anything else. She closed her eyes, comforted by the warmth of Damon's hand on her face.

It wasn't until Chloe's breathing became steady that Damon leaned in to steal another kiss. "Such a tormenting little devil," he murmured softly.

Chloe's lips moved unconsciously in her sleep, making her look incredibly adorable.

Damon smiled faintly at the sight. He could just imagine how cute she must have been as a child. He tucked her bare hands under the blanket before heading to the bathroom.

-

Chloe woke up naturally the next day, and the internet was a mess.

Everything that had happened was too much for the online community to process. The Global Economic Summit, Damon's transformation from a kept boy to the founder of Obsidian Group, his words and actions at the summit, Presley's current state of mind, Chloe's physical assault on the cyberbullies at the airport, the current condition of the victim, and the whereabouts of the arrested cyberbullies...

All these issues were so overwhelming that people didn't know what to make of them.