Chloe took a deep breath, then looked at Damon.
"Damon, I'm all set for the perfume competition. If I wanted to marry you, would you still want to marry me?" Chloe asked.
Damon's face didn't change. His meaningful eyes were fixed on her.
Chloe suddenly felt a bit nervous. His gaze was hiding emotions she couldn't quite read.
"Damon, what's been going on with you lately? Are you facing some issues?" Chloe asked.
After a while, Damon cracked a small smile and gave her a peck on the forehead. His laugh was deep and profound.
"Seems like I need to seriously think about proposing. Need to figure out what kind of proposal you'd be happy with." Damon said.
Chloe's nervousness gradually faded, "There's really no need to go through so much trouble. As I've mentioned, I don't care about these things."
"I've also told you, I will take this seriously." Damon said.
Chloe quietly leaned on his shoulder.
"Well then, I'm looking forward to your performance." She whispered, then looked at the award-winning perfume sample on the coffee table, her eyes squinted slightly.
"Damon, after a while, I want to go back to the Summers family house." She said.
Damon's hand tightened slightly, he looked down at her, "Are you planning to go back just to throw a fit?"
Chloe cracked a small smile, then looked up at him, blinking.
"Maybe it won't necessarily be me throwing a fit?" She said.
Damon was silent for a while, "When?"
"The competition is about to start, I think I'll go in the next few days." Chloe said.
Damon gently rubbed her ear, his eyes filled with affection, "So, we're going to be living separately, huh?"
Chloe looked at him, full of apology, she gave him a peck on the chin, "Sorry, please bear with it a bit longer."
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