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 me!”

icy glare stopped him

never thought Lance could do something

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

reaching

“Chloe…

*Don’t touch me!

him

lifted foot, a hint of

Let me take you to the

Chloe refused

from me. Remember who you are, Lance.”

staircase. Keira stood there, her face full of anger.

his gaze flickered when he saw Keira, then he

indifference in Lance’s attitude piercing her heart.

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

was wrong with him?

a cold demeanor. Lance watched her limping away, his heart aching, but he didn’t have

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

silently, her heart filled

ointment to her ankle, she called her assistant to pick her

couldn’t help but wrap her arms around herself, feeling a strong sense of disgust and repulsion. Just then, a modestly dressed woman walked past her with a three or four–year–old

looks really sick… the

at Chloe. She saw her dressed immaculately and elegantly, giving off the air of an aloof,

her daughter, she said, “Of course, only those who are unwell come