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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1018
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Chapter 1018

Chloe’s cheeks were kissed till they turned red. She took a quick glance ahead; the car partition was up.

But didn’t that make it more obvious?

Regardless, seeing Damon’s slightly unpleasant expression, she mustered up her courage and affectionately rubbed

her cheek against his chin.

“You aren’t jealous, are you?”

Damon looked down at her, her face full of pleasing intentions. His eyes slightly squinted, his finger gently stroking

her cheek, his deep voice filled with a hint of affection and huskiness.

“You said it like that. If I still get jealous, wouldn’t that make me a bit unreasonable?”

“Um… That would make things more complicated.”

Damon gazed at her for a while, seeing her still maintaining that pleasing and helpless expression, it somewhat

irritated him.

“Little vixen, why are you so attractive?”

Chloe was startled by his deep and sensual voice, but then she lifted the corners of her mo uth in pride. “I told you

before, I’m amazing, of course I would have many suitors.”

“Still showing off?” He pinched her chin a bit harder.

Chloe’s eyes curved into crescents.

“I’m praising your good taste. Even when I was notorious back then, you discovered me. See how amazing you

are?”

Damon smirked, “Are you praising me or praising yourself?”

“Both.”

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Damon chuckled. “I guess I don’t speak highly of you enough; you’ve started praising yourself.”

Chloe just smiled.

After a few seconds of silence, Damon spoke again,

“Tell me, how did you meet him?”

Chloe’s face changed a bit, but she couldn’t help touching her forehead.

“Rose, Ella, Ollie, maybe me as well, we still want some candy, so we decided to draw straws to see who should go

ask for packets of penny candy.”

Damon immediately knew, the ending must have been her being the “lucky one”.

“I opened their booth door, and saw Stanley and another man holding guns, in a standoff… There were many

bodyguards in the booth. But Stanley’s face was too unforgettable, I ran as soon as I noticed him.”

Stanley’s unforgettable face?

Damon frowned, greatly displeased. Why displeased? Because he couldn’t deny it. That face was a favorite among

women. Especially those stunning eyes, when he smiled, it was really…

He closed his lips tight, and his face turned grim.

Damon sneaked a peek at Chloe.

…What’s wrong?” Chloe suddenly turned and smiled at him.

“That face, is a bit more handsome than Lance, weren’t you a bit fascinated by him during those years?”

Chloe’s face stiffened; she glanced at him, then shifted her gaze.

Damon squinted his eyes. “Looks like you were indeed mesmerized.”

“Uh… You might not believe it, but I’m telling the truth. Who doesn’t like beautiful things? At that time overseas, we

would occasionally make public appearances, he was well dressed, very attractive indeed. But that was it, my heart

was occupied by Lance, there was a boundary, and I never considered having a deeper relationship with him.”

“So, if there was no Lance, if you didn’t have that boundary, you might have really been with him?”

“… Who knows?”

Damon’s face darkened a bit. It seemed that to some extent, he had to thank Lance.

He changed his thoughts; he didn’t want to dwell on the past right now.

“So you chatted with Stanley for so long, did you find out who the man in the same booth was?”

Chloe ruffled her hair, her habit of not being nosy really needed some adjustment. He was pointing a gun at

Stanley, clearly a life and death situation, and she didn’t even ask an extra question.

“…No…I thought… it had nothing to do with me, so I didn’t ask…”

Damon gave a bitter smile; he really didn’t know whether to be happy or not.

Did she really think Stanley’s life and death had nothing to do with her, or did she trust Stanley too much, knowing

he wouldn’t get into trouble?

He sighed, then said, “The group chased after you, even tried to ‘tempt’ you with food. They were clearly targeting

you.”

Chloe’s face changed.

Damon leaned closer to her, his face wore a smile, but it was somewhat cold.

“Chloe, you’re quite smart, so you must’ve realized this simple fact long ago. So why didn’t you ask? Huh?”

“…I really didn’t think about that.”

“Hmm.” Damon nodded. “You think even if that person’s worst intention was to hurt you, Stanley would have

handled it for you, right?”

The car light was dim, and the various lights flashing outside occasionally lit up their profiles, flickering on and off.

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“You trust him subconsciously, even rely on him, Chloe.”

Chloe was a bit puzzled. Her and Stanley were partners for many years, how could there be no trust?

Seeing her puzzled expression, Damon sighed lightly, and gently kissed her cheek.

“Rely on me more, okay? For example, when he asked why you stayed, you could have said without hesitation that

it was because of me. I, won’t become your weakness.”

It seemed like their roles had completely reversed. It should’ve been his right and duty to protect her for life, but

now she was the one taking up all the responsibilities. Instead, he became her burden, and she was always helping

him, protecting him.

He was such a failed boyfriend.

Chloe blinked in a daze, for a moment, it seemed like she understood something.

A man’s pride.

She only wanted to not cause him trouble, only wanted to prove she deserved to stand by his side. And he was

always by her side, being completely compliant.

“Sitting by and watching things happen is my biggest support and respect for you. I like to see you full of confidence

and spirited. But sometimes, don’t force yourself too much. You should learn to take advantage of me.”

Damon sat quietly in his seat, staring straight ahead. Facing the colorful neon lights, his face was expressionless.

But the words he said made Chloe’s heart sting. They were filled with inferiority and helplessness.

In order to make her rely on him, he actually described himself as someone who could be used. How on earth could

she consider him a

resource?

She sidled up to him, slung her arm around his neck, and pressed herself tight against him.