The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1688

Chapter 1688

Not until Chloe’s shaky legs found their grounding did Damon let her go. Damon lowered his head to look at the wrinkled front of his shirt and pursed his lips. Had she not clung to his shirt from the moment those two women appeared, he would have seriously considered throwing them, along with that driver, off the cliff nearby

Chloe slowly approached Barbara and Becky, swaddled in a cozy down jacket that seemed warm even to the naked eye. Yet, her slightly bulky figure, inching closer to them, stirred a sense of unease within the two women.

“What are you up to?” Becky leaned towards Barbara for support

Chloe stopped a few steps away from them, wearing a smirk that didn’t quite reach her eyes. An icy glint in her eyes was impossible to hide.

What brings you here?” Chloe retorted, her gaze sweeping over them with a clear hint of mockery c2

“Of course we “Before Becky could finish her sentence, Barbara suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, causing her to stagger.

“Nothing. Becky has a bad temper and it gives our mother headaches, so I brought her out for a breather”

Chloe let out a scoff, nodding slightly. “Is that so“”

She took a look at Barbara and tightened her grip on her jacket. You two sure know how to have a good time, coming to the middle of nowhere for a

stroll

sarcasm, “What, we can’t? What does our stroll have to

ask me

aback. You

a deep breath, her face relaxing into an indifferent expression. “After all these years, you two have been taking care of Grandma I should be thanking you I have no right to question where you go for a walk. I’m just curious. You came to such a place for a stroll in the

red in embarrassment. They both instinctively hugged

a

us?” Becky flared

overthinking. I was merely admiring how beautiful you two

lip,

makeup perfectly done, and their hair carefully styled. Their jewelry was clearly hand–picked from a selection of the finest. Under the headlights of several cars, the

extravagant and

a place for a stroll Even if they were in the car, no one would dress like this Unless they had been

going for a stroll. As for

extent, or at least been left disheveled. Appearing at the Duke’s banquet in such a state would have made her the laughingstock of the

have been injured or even killed in the accident. Their real aim

How

cold. Mind your own

Becky realize her

your stroll. It’s

unpleasant and grim. Seeing the two cars in front had stopped, they both

even noticing the cold air that hit

inappropriate attire

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