The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 51

Damon stood there, hands shoved in the pockets of his suit pants, his icy gaze falling on her sleep–ruffled face.

Chloe felt it was awkward to just stand at the door chatting with him.

Since he was here, it was only polite to invite him in.

Instinctively, she opened the door wider.

Damon’s gaze deepened, the chill between his brows intensifying.

Chloe was confused, not knowing what to do.

He had just randomly showed up here to stare at her?

Damon didn’t respond, leading Chloe’s gaze to drift towards Nate.

Everything happened in a heartbeat.

Nate also sensed something was off; seeing her lips move, he quickly stepped in, taking the two large bags in his hands.

Chloe, we

.

the previously motionless Mr. Harper suddenly stride forward, his eyes glued to

startled, instinctively

her wrist, his large hand gripping her waist

instinctively struggled, hearing Nate’s muffled “Sir…”

trembled, her

nose, the pain making

hell just happened?

for a while, Damon looking down at the woman obediently lying in his arms, her face buried in his chest, her expression

behavior, like a frightened kitten, not daring to

icy gaze slowly softened, a trace of warmth seeping

felt good to hold, but

arms stirred, Damon looked down at

the waters, feeling it was safe, and managed to extricate herself from Damon’s

Damon was somewhat reluctant, he let

a couple of steps, putting some distance between

composed woman looked flustered, tucking her hair behind