The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 800

Chloe looked a bit pale, still reeling from the sudden ocident

Lance could feel her panicked breathing. The faint scent of her, along with the warmth and softness of her body, made Lance’s heart start to feel a bit dazed as well. The thought of her with another man….

“Chloe, Chloe ”

Lance’s scalp started to tingle, his longing for her growing wild.

Before Chloe could fully react, his hand around her waist tightened, pulling her close.

A chill ran down Chloe’s spine Ignoring the pain in her foot, she pushed against Lance’s shoulders.

However, Lance held onto her firmly.

*Chloe, I was wrong. I really was.”

Chloe just felt sick, pushing him away with even more force. But he had a firm grip on her hand, and any pressure on her other foot resulted in a sharp pain. With a hand on his shoulder, Chloe asked angrily, “What the hell are you trying to do?!”

Lance was holding her tight, panting out, “I went you, Chloe, I want you…”

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At his words, her breath hitched and a wave of embarrassment and anger flooded her mind. She slapped himn hard across the face. *Shameless!”

Stunned by the slap, Lance paused. Chloé seized the opportunity to push him away.

Lance snapped out of it, feeling a chill creeping up from his feet.

“Chloe…”

to approach

away from

stopped him

Lance could do something like this!

had pursued Keira before, but at least on the surface, he was a polite gentleman. He would never do something like what he did today.” “Lance,

at him coldly, then stood up from the wall, intending to leave. The pain in her foot made her wince,

discomfort, reaching out

“Chloe…

*Don’t touch me!

eyed him warily.

gaze fell on her lifted foot, a hint of regret and

take

need!” Chloe

Remember who you are, Lance.”

she glanced towards the staircase. Keira stood there, her face full of anger.

saw Keira, then he calmly averted

indifference in Lance’s attitude piercing

with her own eyes, yet he showed no signs of panic or guilt. Instead, he appeared

was wrong with him?

heart aching, but

her figure finally disappeared, Lance slumped down on the steps, resting his elbows on his knees and cradling his

silently, her heart filled with rage

applying ointment to her ankle, she called

feeling a strong sense of disgust and repulsion. Just then, a modestly dressed woman walked past her with a

the child

Chloe. She saw her dressed immaculately and elegantly, giving

her daughter, she said, “Of course, only those who