The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1188

Chloe and Mr. Stanley had always had an unusual bond, and now, Mr. Stanley was silently guarding her!

Holding on for five years was no easy feat, let alone facing fifty assassination attempts by professional hitmen within those years. Who could have possibly imagined the sacrifices and costs involved? How would Chloe feel if she found out about this?

Among all those rivals or other men in Mr. Harper’s eyes, Stanley was the only one he really cared about. Even more so now.

The room door opened, and Wendy and another woman were still standing at the door. Seeing Damon and Nate coming out, they rushed into the room without a second thought.

The outside temperature was normal. The sweat on Wendy’s body had dried, but the sweat seeping into her scars still made her wounds throb. “Mr. Harper, Wendy called out softly, enduring the pain and fear in her body.

Damon coldly watched her pale and haggard face, his icy expression deepening a bit.

Wendy suddenly felt a chill run through her entire body, an unnamed fear causing her heart to tremble continuously. “Mr. Harper… Did you call me out for something?”

“How stupid are you to ask me such a question?” Damon suddenly said in a cold voice, his gaze and tone devoid of any warmth.

Wendy bit her lip tightly and fell silent in embarrassment.

“In the horse racing, not only did you lose, but you also lost miserably. In the shooting match, you lost again. And in the sudden situation, you were even more laughable! Wendy, think about what you’ve done since we met again in Hong Kong, it’s been a total mess.”

suddenly turned pale.

Chloe won’t let me hurt you, and I respect her wishes. But there won’t be a next time. This is my last warning to you, behave yourself. Next time, the person in that cage will be you.” Wendy’s

and saw Damon off

“Yes, sir.”

by himself, leaving Nate to handle the aftermath. He arranged for a medical team

points.” Nate explained to

for someone protecting her, she probably would have been

Thanks to Mr. Harper for sparing his life.”

and drove off. In the car, Wendy didn’t say a

for more than two hours and found that Damon was not in the room. She sat up, tidied her hair, and then got out of bed. She thought Damon would be in the study dealing with his seemingly never–ending work, so she yawned and headed

door, she found Damon standing

she looked at his suit,

could finish her sentence, Damon walked towards her. She instinctively backed

he held her tightly. Her body was pressed against his, and his kiss left her breathless. She could tell that Damon’s mood was a

could only accept his kiss, until he stopped. He still didn’t let her go but pressed her forehead against his chest. Their

gradually calmed, Chloe asked him, “What’s wrong?” Damon didn’t answer, he lightly kissed her eyes, then her nose,

voice was low and

lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly

tightly, as if trying to wrap her tightly in