The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1190

Nate said, “Mr. Harper just had a chat with Ms. Alonso, telling her that since they met in Hong Kong, he had seen all her nasty tricks against Chloe, slandering and targeting her. This time, in the equestrian and shooting competition in West Valley, he saw her real ugly side. So, he told Ms. Wendy not to even think about being with him…”

Man, he didn’t sugarcoat anything. Presley’s face darkened as he listened. Wendy was both angry and humiliated, biting her lip until it bled. However, she didn’t even seem to feel it.

The servants who heard the commotion came out, and hearing Nate’s words, they couldn’t help but snicker. Addie felt the body she was supporting getting heavier and heavier. Looking at the smirking servants, she was pissed. “What’re you guys doing standing there? Help us out!”

The servants frowned, looked at Presley, and seeing him indifferent to Addie’s arraogant attitude, reluctantly stepped forward to help Addie carry Wendy upstairs.

Seeing everything was under control, Nate turned to Presley and said, “Take care of yourself. I’m out.”

Presley just huffed through his nose, lips still sealed shut. “When will they stop fighting? When will they come back?”

“I don’t know,”

Presley said nothing more.

Wendy’s room, after Addie had shooed the servants away and closed the door, she saw Wendy lying on the bed alone, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

Wendy’s shoulder gently. “Wendy, you’ve

her eyes were wide open and bloodshot. If anyone saw her eyes filled with such rage,

a pang in her heart. “Wendy, hiding and crying isn’t going to help. Men can’t resist a woman who puts in the effort.

said my behavior was

past, not the future. As long as you can move on and be the elegant Wendy again, Mr. Harper will see your good side. You just need to let your

words. Although she felt a bit more relaxed, due to staying in a hot room for too long earlier, her wounds were hurting badly, and now she felt very dizzy. She wanted to get up and wash her face, but after a wave of dizziness, she

was shocked by what she saw, screamed, and immediately ran out. “Mr.

about to leave, stopped at the sound of

Presley, Wendy

but didn’t move.

doctor now!”

of the high–level medical research teams

over her body were inflamed, pus–filled, swollen, and even itchy. She also had a high fever! What was more surprising was that because of too many wounds, bacteria had entered her bloodstream, causing a

terrifying. One misstep, and her life

but sigh. Mr. Harper was really something, He said he wouldn’t harm her, and he didn’t. He took her out, and then sent her back. Even if