The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1123

“Alright.” Elizabeth replied, her tone indifferent, “Seven it is.”

Addie nodded, “Okay.”

She then lifted her head to look at Wendy standing by the side, and without any expression, turned and walked away.

Before she even got into the kitchen, she heard Wendy’s low voice.

“Well, Elizabeth… Chloe… I’ll let you be…

Elizabeth glanced at her, “You’re not going to stay for dinner?”

Wendy smiled, “There’s some business at the company that needs my attention. I won’t bother you any longer.” “Oh.”

Elizabeth didn’t say much more, just replied, “Be careful on the road then.”

“Okay.”

After leaving the villa, Wendy glanced at her watch, bit her lip, and hurried towards her car. Her car slowly pulled out of the Harper family driveway and gradually picked up speed, zooming down the road.

Wendy gritted her teeth, her face taut. As she saw a black car slowly approaching from a distance, she gripped the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator to the floor. The window was wide open, the cold air rushing into the car, whipping her long hair around. She bit her lower lip, her face twisted in pain.

As Damon drove around two bends, he saw a sports car coming towards him. He furrowed his brow, slightly turning the steering wheel, moving towards the inner side of the road. He tried to avoid the out–of–control car, holding the steering wheel with one hand, his brow furrowed, silently watching as the oncoming car got closer and closer.

Despite the distance, Wendy clearly saw the handsome, composed man in the car.

closer to his black Bentley, then abruptly turned the steering wheel. The car skidded along the mountain wall for a while, before coming to a stop not far from Damon’s car. At the moment of collision with the mountain, Wendy’s head slammed against the car window. The airbag had already deployed, blocking

full of airbags for a while, then unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out. He was tall and straight, his expensive suit exuding an

leaning back in her seat, squinting at the man standing not

from her hand. She bit her lip, her face pale,

heart ache. Why was she always so close to him, but never able

on other women?

her desire to be with him was so strong it was driving her crazy. Even now, he wouldn’t show her even a hint

“Get out.”

voice rang out. Wendy stared at the stern man in front of her. She bit her lip, but

door was blocked by the mountain, so she couldn’t open it. She turned to look at

freely. She wasn’t pretending, the

discerning eyes. So she really crashed into the mountain, just to get a

touch. But the more

out of the car by a force. She was dragged out, flung against the car, just managing to steady herself, a dull pain emanating

a few steps away, staring

do you

trembled, and she lifted her head to look at Damon, blood still flowing from

agenda, just want to talk. Her voice trembled, her expression full of grievance, tears sliding down her cheeks, making her look stubborn

coldly stared at her, his lips parting slightly. “Speak.”

waste a word.

I have to do for you to be with

have to do anything. The two

Unrelated…

only her concern, and whether he would be with her or