Two sensitive souls were locked in a tight embrace, their heads turned simultaneously to the door.
Damon was blushing from the initial shock, as the exquisite Chloe was nestled in his arms.
It only took her a split second to recognize the newcomer.
Wendy was stunned at the sight of the two people on the sofa.
The image of their passionate kiss kept replaying in her mind.
What did she just witness?
Was Damon kissing this woman?
No way.
How could Damon possibly kiss a woman?
Did she... Did she see that wrong?
Damon, always aloof, hated the advances of women, let alone actual contact.
How could he possibly...
She was practically frozen in place, blinking in disbelief.
But the scene before her did not vanish like mist.
What was even harder for her to accept was the deep affection Damon showed in his gaze when she walked in.
He was falling for her.
Why?
Why would this man, who seemed so superior and unbreakable to everyone else, and to her, fall for a woman?
She felt as if all her veins were being strangled, the suffocating feeling almost made her faint.
Damon's handsome face no longer showed the deep affection from before. Instead, it was replaced by his usual cold indifference, no signs of being moved or disturbed.
"What are you doing here?"
His ruthless voice was like an icy dagger stabbing into her heart.
Wendy was gripping the doorknob tightly, her slender knuckles turning white from the tension.
"I... I came to see Ms. Chloe."
She suppressed all her emotions in the shortest time possible, pushing them away into a corner of her heart.
Upon hearing Wendy's words, Chloe, while still in Damon's arms, just smirked a bit.
Looking up at Wendy, Chloe caught a hint of jealousy in her eyes.
Without breaking eye contact, she softly said, "You seem to care a lot."
Wendy forced a smile, "After all, it was my invitation, and you got hurt at the party I hosted. I feel somewhat responsible."
Chloe raised an eyebrow, attempting to sit upright.
Sensing her intention, Damon, who was holding her waist, helped her to sit straight again.
Wendy's grip on the doorknob tightened even more.
Her smile twitched slightly.
After sitting upright, Chloe turned to Damon and gave him a smile. Her swollen, kissed lips were luscious and glossy, captivating to the eye.
But Chloe didn't notice this and turned to look at Wendy who was still standing at the door.
"You don't have to worry too much. It's not a big deal."
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