The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 976

Damon hugged Chloe tight, as if he was trying to etch her into his heart.

"I'm sorry, Chloe."

Chloe shook her head, whispering in his neck, "Damon, can we go back to P City?"

Without hesitation, Damon agreed, "Sure, let's go."

According to yesterday's plans, they were supposed to leave today. Everything was ready, and nothing was holding them back.

The hospital sent word around noon. Ivan woke up. Presley finally let out a sigh of relief. He planned to visit the hospital and then head back to P City with them.

Chloe put down her utensils, looking at Damon, "I want to go to the hospital too."

"Why?"

Chloe took a sip of water, her face expressionless, her tone flat, "To visit him."

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Since Ivan couldn't be around with too many people, Chloe was pushed into the ward by Damon only after Presley left.

When she entered, Ivan had his eyes closed, looking frail. Chloe sat in a wheelchair, hands on the armrests, coldly staring at the pale man lying on the hospital bed.

Ivan knew someone had entered the ward, but he was too weak to do anything but wait for the other person to speak. Time passed, and he heard nothing.

He slowly opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling for a few seconds, then slowly turned his head.

Chloe raised an eyebrow, reached out, and smiled as she tucked the blanket for Ivan.

"Woke up already?" she asked, pretending he had just awoken.

Ivan was watching her the whole time. There was a smile on her beautiful face, but her eyes held no warmth.

He blinked. He was sure this was the woman by the pool last night. He had a few drinks last night, his consciousness a bit muddled, but he hadn't forgotten everything.

Clearly, his consciousness was weak, and he couldn't control his impulses or suppress his desires.

"Who... are you?" his voice was raspy, not pleasant to the ear.

Chloe scoffed, "Mr. Ivan, are you evading responsibility, or did the alcohol completely numb you that you have no memory?"

"I..."

Just when Ivan was about to speak, Chloe raised her hand, picked up a fruit knife from the cabinet next to her, with a playful smile on her face.

"Maybe I should help you recall?"

Ivan's already pale face turned even paler.

"No... no need..."

Chloe twirled the fruit knife in her hand, then placed the blade flat on the palm of her other hand.

"I'm just joking. I went through so much trouble to save you, what's the point of hurting you again? Your parents might come after me for your life. But it's understandable that you don't recognize me. We haven't met before. We only saw each other yesterday, and you almost lost your life."