The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 975

Chloe’s body needed rest, and given her health status, her planned trip back to P City was once again postponed.

Presley woke up early, made sure that Ivan was safe after the rescue, and then finally breathed a sigh of relief. He personally came to Damon’s

room to visit Chloe.

Damon kissed Chloe’s forehead and whispered, “You guys chat, I’ll go make you a cup of hot milk.”

“Okay,” Chloe smiled faintly, but she looked very weak.

After everything that happened yesterday, plus watching Ivan nervously undergo nearly two hours of surgery in the hospital, even though she had slept all night, her mental state had gotten even worse.

Presley sat on the opposite sofa, his tone steady. “You were hurt last night.”

Chloe, wrapped in a shawl looked tired. She looked down and said, “The past is the past.

Once she had been hurt, she wouldn’t dwell on it unnecessarily.

Presley gave her a look, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.

“Damon cares about you a lot, even more than I expected.”

Chloe smiled slightly, “Please rest assured, I will never let him get into trouble because of me. I don’t care about the Harper family’s affairs, but since he does, I will care with him. So, I will never let him make sacrifices or bear things for me.”

Presley was shocked and relieved for her regard for Damon, but he was more concerned about, “So you chose to be wronged yourself to avoid getting him into trouble? But the person he seems to care about the most is you, even more than anything else. Your choice to be hurt might not be what he hoped for.”

Chloe shook her head, “Why should I let myself be hurt? If I am hurt, he will be sad and blame himself. I love him so much, how can I let him be sad?”

hope that his punishment

Presley. “I’m a law-abiding person. From a legal point of view,

aback, “His crimes are

be a little dissatisfied with the legal judgment, but that’s just my personal sentiment.

his

He will help me

a life for her, then small things

him see her in a new light.

know if

breath, feeling a

“Cough…”

coughed lightly; her voice seemed a

too happy, I’m not

Presley gradually

“Nothing”

turned her gaze to

“You”

was about to ask again, the door was pushed open, Damon walked in with the milk,

drink it

milk from his hand.

anything more, stood up

the cup and put it on the bedside table Staring at

startled, instinctively reaching out to push the man

“Don’t..

resonating in her mind, not only buzzing,