The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 972

Chapter 972

Seeing Percy’s face, Freya knew he didn’t have any solutions either, so she had to bring up Presley. Percy couldn’t care less about Presley’s poor health at this point, and he just had to leave in a hurry after agreeing.

“Asking Presley…”

Nathan’s deep, cold voice came from behind.

Percy turned around to see Nathan leaning against the door of the emergency room. Seeing his indifferent look, Percy was filled with anger.

Nathan looked up, his face expressionless. “You might as well beg Ms. Chloe directly. After all, most women are soft-hearted. If Presley gets hurt by your actions, you guys can give it a try if you’re not afraid of the consequences.”

But was Chloe like most women?

Nathan raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest flashing across his handsome face.

Damon’s villa

“Damon, I need to freshen up. Chloe seemed to have regained her calm, rejecting Damon’s offer to apply medicine to her wounds. Damon put down the medicine and bent down to pick her up. Chloe was silent as Damon held her, letting him carry her upstairs.

He first placed her on the bed, then brought a chair into the bathroom and placed her on it.

“Just wipe yourself down. You have a wound on your foot, it can’t get wet.

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to clean her himself.

“I can do it myself.” She still refused his help.

her lips. Probably… during the process of

careful with the wound.” He handed her a warm

of clothes? I need to change

Damon frowned, “Pajamas?”

can

Damon’s villa, the bright light stinging his

contrast to her previous disheveled state. She was calm as if she had just woken up from a dream. She was not as weak as he

quietly with the glass in her hand, not

Percy appeared in front of Chloe, her expression didn’t change at all. Clearly,

to Chloe, accompanying her the whole time. Seeing Percy come in,

intrusion into my yard is a tribute to

clenched his lips.

turned his head to look at Chloe,

a sip of water and shook her head..

she really

that they trembled. After a while, his voice softened a bit

to ask you to save my

clear. “I’m the

He’s part of the Harper family, Presley’s own grandson, Damon’s

“You’re threatening me, not begging me.”

I’m begging you

family. Is this how you beg someone? To beg

muscles trembled violently. “What do you want?” After saying this, he glanced at Damon, sensing a

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