Phoebe's words last night sent chills down Chloe's spine.
A woman like that around Damon? Just hearing about her was enough to make Chloe feel like the woman was the epitome of perfection.
More importantly was, this woman had been in Damon's life since way back when.
She heard a door opening behind her. Chloe took a deep breath and slowly turned around.
She was still in Damon's oversized white shirt and black trousers, the hems of which were rolled up. The setting sun cast its rays through the window, bathing her in its warm glow, making her white shirt appear somewhat translucent. As she turned around slowly, the graceful curve of her neck and the long hair cascading over her shoulders were highlighted by the gentle light, accentuating her exquisite features.
She turned around completely, revealing her delicate facial features. Her cold eyes swept over them, exuding a strong sense of indifference and detachment.
She radiated an unmatched, untouchable light.
Damon walked up to her without hesitation, embracing Chloe and planted a kiss on her forehead.
Chloe's long eyelashes dropped, a hint of smile appearing on her face, warm and gentle.
Damon was dressed in a high-end black suit, his lines perfectly smooth, complementing his tall and slender figure. His noble temperament made him stand out from the crowd, truly exceptional.
They were so well-matched, and it was hard to take your eyes off them.
"What are you looking at?" Damon's deep and gentle voice slowly sounded as he held Chloe and sat down on the sofa.
"I'm just wondering what kind of woman would be worthy to be your future wife."
Damon laughed lightly, holding her hand into his.
"Why not take a look in the mirror."
Chloe turned her head and looked at him quietly for two seconds, then gave a soft smile.
A moment later, she turned her head and saw a few people standing at the door.
"Have them dress you up in a bit. Do you want to pick out your own clothes, or do you want me to help you?"
Chloe thought for a second, "Shall we pick together?"
"Sure." Damon answered without hesitation, then looked at the person standing in front. That person immediately clapped his hands, and then, several people came in pushing two racks of clothes.
Damon and Chloe walked over together. There were dozens of high-end gowns on the two racks, all custom-made limited editions. They had everything you could think of.
Chloe ran her slender fingers over the clothes, finally picking out one.
"This one... what do you think?"
Damon looked at the dress in her hand, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"You're sure about this one?"
"What, it's not good?"
Damon shook his head, "I just didn't expect you to choose this style."
Chloe raised an eyebrow. "I'll put this on quickly."
"No rush, you don't need to deal with them early."
Chloe went into the room to change clothes.
Night fell, and the entire Harper family mansion was brilliantly lit.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride