The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1289

She silently counted the days since he’d left and returned in her mind. They only saw each other once at their engagement party before parting, having no chance to be together. She remembered every single day vividly.

Damon was speechless. Just… a little over a week? Was his charm really that weak?

For him, a week felt like a century, but for her, it was just a week?

A sense of frustration surged in his heart and he bit her lips strongly. Chloe moaned in pain, trying to push him away, but saw his handsome face seemingly emanating a cold aura.

She quickly bit her lip and hid them in her mouth, looking at him with bright eyes. Recalling why he suddenly got angry, she dared not speak for the moment. As each second passed, Damon’s expression became increasingly grim; he pressed down on her a little more, his handsome face close to hers.

His deep eyes scanned her face back and forth, his low voice carrying a hint of danger. “It seems I didn’t try hard enough to leave a deep impression on you.” After saying this, he kissed her deeply, domineeringly pushing his tongue into her mouth. Their lips and tongues intertwining.

Chloe was scared by his domineering tone and actions. She quickly shook her head in denial. “No… I didn’t…”

Damon gave a low, cold chuckle, his deep and enchanting voice echoing in the air. “Nine weeks…”

He murmured, seemingly calculating something. Chloe saw him like this and instinctively felt something was wrong, she hurriedly tried to explain,

“I didn’t mean anything by it, actually two weeks is really okay…”

Damon scoffed coldly,

not lying to you, but, we can’t do it now,

just been overly excited for nothing. This wasn’t two surprises, but two burdens, seriously affecting his happiness!

bit, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and forcefully flipped their positions. Caught off guard, Damon was pinned under her. Chloe stretched her legs and sat on Damon. Then, she briskly

enjoy it, he saw Chloe staring intensely at his shoulder, her face suddenly turning cold and hard. “Damon!” Chloe shouted coldly, her eyes piercingly fixed on him. “Are you playing with your life? With

stained red, the strong smell of blood stirring a complex mix of anger and worry in her heart. Damon was taken aback, and spoke softly, “…I’m

he had just obediently

reached out and held her, his anger towards her disappeared. Holding this woman, he felt incredibly

were pregnant, so I lost control for a moment…” His

She couldn’t understand this man’s

deep breath, Chloe stood up from Damon’s embrace and walked out of

in, carrying a bag. She coldly glanced at Damon, then sat down

to change the dressing,” she said coldly. Despite her seemingly

smile, sat up, took off his shirt,

you, Mrs. Harper.”

now he was filled with

bit; she almost couldn’t control herself and let out all the anger in her heart. Facing this man, she had

glared at him irritably. On principle, she couldn’t

Damon looked at her with a

couldn’t help but laugh. She shook her head with a smile and hit Damon’s chest in annoyance. “Stop messing