The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1126

Elizabeth frowned slightly, a trace of confusion on her face. She exchanged a glance with Chloe next to her, both of them having suspicions about this “who“.

She shot Damon with an unhappy look. After all, it was a girl who got beaten up and was even spitting blood, this….

“Who did you hit?!”

Seeing Damon didn’t answer immediately, Presley’s eyes widened. He banged his fist on the stair railing, his voice booming with authority.

Damon coldly glanced at Nathan, the troublemaker. Nathan awkwardly chuckled and took a step back, cradling his cheek. “I didn’t mean to.”

Damon averted his gaze, turned to Presley, and uttered nonchalantly, “Wendy.”

Chloe’s eyes fluttered, her red lips firmly pressed together.

“You!” Presley was so furious that his mustache quivered, “Why did you hit her?”

“I wouldn’t hit her without a reason.”

“You can’t hit her even if you have a reason!”

Patience was wearing thin in Damon’s eyes, and he retorted in a low voice, “I hit her, that’s it. There are no ifs or buts!”

Chloe’s lips curled into a small smile, but she quickly lowered her head to hide it.

to whisper, “So, how about it? Your husband is

slightly, her lips curling up

at a price. Make sure you make it up to

you’re such a

cold and

cool exterior, Damon was proud and stubborn. He could easily brush off huge issues if he was willing, but he couldn’t tolerate even the smallest things if he wasn’t. Everything depended on his mood, but mostly, he was

Who would dare to hit her? Aren’t you afraid the Alonso family will turn their backs on

if realizing what price–Elizabeth had been referring to. That was quite a big price indeed! But… um, could she just compensate by

you think I am so weak that I can’t stand without

boundless confidence was unquestionably revealed.

a faint smile, but it was genuinely calm. Her eyes, usually as brilliant as the

she hadn’t shown up, they probably wouldn’t

but she could guess that most of it probably had

only one she probably resented was Chloe. If she

her serious expression, Damon walked

notice and bumped into his solid chest, a

Damon’s abrupt movement and couldn’t help but chime in.

His low voice was noticeably menacing. Chloe looked up at him, his handsome face was looking down at her with furrowed brows and

at her with such

words. Her thoughts were complex, and she didn’t know how

her quietly, his eyes dark and bottomless, flowing with cold, sharp wisdom,

see through people with ease. He held her waist tightly as if trying to meld her into

name softly, the somber aura