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 are…”

.

previously motionless Mr. Harper suddenly stride

startled, instinctively backed

her wrist, his large hand gripping her waist tightly, pulling her into his chilly,

“Sir…” outside before

trembled, her struggles

the pain making him

hell

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

a frightened kitten, not

icy gaze slowly softened, a trace of warmth seeping through.

hold, but she was too skinny.

stirred, Damon looked down at her.

it was safe, and

was somewhat reluctant, he let her go.

steps, putting some distance between

flustered, tucking her hair behind