The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 974

Having the top doc in the hospital on board was really reassuring. But now, Chloe’s involvement was like a punch to the gut.

Who knew what this woman, who probably wouldn’t mind seeing Ivan dead, was up to?

In the operating room, Chloe sat in her wheelchair, her face as cold as ice.

I’m Damon’s fiancée, you guys know that, right?”

The doctors just looked at her, their faces hidden behind masks and caps, their eyes full of caution. They had a feeling that this woman’s sudden request to enter the ER wasn’t as simple as it seemed.

“You’re not going to ask us to remove an organ from him, are you? That’s illegal…”

Chloe gave a small smile. 7 know. But that’s a good suggestion. Or maybe, we could.

Her gaze drifted towards Ivan’s lower abdomen.

The doctors tensed up. This woman… But as a woman who was almost raped, it was understandable that she had such thoughts.

Chloe suddenly laughed. T’m just kidding. After all, he’s Percy’s son, how could I cut off their family line?”

The doctors let out a sigh of relief.

Chloe looked at Ivan coldly. “I won’t let his body lack anything.”

The doctors felt something was off but couldn’t put their finger on it.

Chloe just rubbed her wrist and asked, “Time to pull the knife?”

“You… You’re really going to do it yourself?”

“Yes Let me.”

next to the operating table and picked up the scalpel. The doctors were on pins and needles,

take a deep breath, Chloe suddenly pulls out the scalpel with a “pfft” sound. Blood spurted

tell this woman didn’t want Ivan dead. Her hand was very steady when the knife went in,

man on the operating table, unconscious,

speechless, couldn’t help but

was controlled perfectly, not hitting any

the knife, watching the

surgery lasted for almost two hours. When the ER doors swung open, Freya and

“Doctor,

lead doctor removed his mask, looking a bit uncomfortable with the sudden crowd. “He… is not in grave

pale: Freya and Percy

patient needs rest,

Ivan was taken away, Chloe came out in her wheelchair,

her over to make sure she was unharmed, then

held up the clean fruit knife and smiled at Damon,

it, she might have been

her up. “Let’s go home, you

have a wheelchair. I’m not

hospital exit. Just then, Wendy called out to them,

eyes turned

looking at Chloe

twenty-some years and become habits. I cant

of danger, and you’re here talking to me

clenched

“Are you trying

Wendy stayed le

That i