The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 912

Then Chloe frowned.

"Don't like it?"

Chloe nodded.

Damon put the soup bowl in his hand on the coffee table, "Then let’s wait for the hotel breakfast."

"Okay."

Chloe quietly answered, looking up at the two people across from her, "Have you guys eaten already?"

Katie nodded, while Wendy forced a smile, "Yeah, we've eaten."

"I see." Chloe answered indifferently.

The room fell silent again for a while, Damon said casually, "Since Chloe doesn't want to eat, just give it to my mom. She's not picky."

This was clearly a hint for them to leave.

Wendy was already feeling dizzy from Chloe's appearance, and she didn't want to stay here any longer. She had a feeling, if she stayed a second longer, she would lose control of her emotions.

Chloe was doing it on purpose. She was purposely trying to provoke her.

Damon was so smart, why couldn't he see that? Why was he tolerating such superficial tactics?

Her hand was trembling on her knee, as she struggled to stand up from the sofa. She clasped her thermos tightly, forcing a smile, "Then I’ll go find Elizabeth first."

Chloe looked indifferent, put her leg down, and stood up.

Her long, beautiful legs were very attractive. She was wearing disposable black slippers, which made her small feet look cute. She straightened out Damon's suit jacket on her, and walked around the coffee table.

The red skirt, the black suit, the smooth skin, the combination of the three colors, the contrast of black and white, the pairing of red and white, the elegance of black and red, were all heart-stirring.

Wendy's eyes flickered, her body even swaying a bit. She never thought the dress she used to humiliate Chloe yesterday would end up hitting herself so hard.

She was still in a dazed state the whole time until she left the room.

Katie didn't dare to stay in Chloe's room either, so she followed Wendy out.

After closing the door, the smile on Chloe's face gradually disappeared. However, when she turned around, she was suddenly held by Damon.

Her scalp tightened, she quickly grabbed his shoulder, "What are you doing?"

Damon put her back on the sofa, "Did you really not like the seafood soup just now?"

Chloe squinted her eyes, "Don't you believe me?"

Damon hooked his lips slightly, his nose affectionately rubbing against her clean and pretty face, "I'd rather believe you were jealous."

Chloe puckered her lips, turning her head to the side, "I wasn't."

"Hmm?"

Chloe took a deep breath, her tone becoming sour.

"That seafood soup wasn't prepared for me in the first place, why should I think it suits my taste?"