The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1123

“Alright.” Elizabeth replied, her tone indifferent, “Seven it is.”

Addie nodded, “Okay.”

She then lifted her head to look at Wendy standing by the side, and without any expression, turned and walked

away.

Before she even got into the kitchen, she heard Wendy’s low voice.

“Well, Elizabeth… Chloe… I’ll let you be…

Elizabeth glanced at her, “You’re not going to stay for dinner?”

Wendy smiled, “There’s some business at the company that needs my attention. I won’t bother you any longer.”

“Oh.”

Elizabeth didn’t say much more, just replied, “Be careful on the road then.”

“Okay.”

After leaving the villa, Wendy glanced at her watch, bit her lip, and hurried towards her car. Her car slowly pulled

out of the Harper family driveway and gradually picked up speed, zooming down the road.

Wendy gritted her teeth, her face taut. As she saw a black car slowly approaching from a distance, she gripped the

steering wheel and slammed the accelerator to the floor. The window was wide open, the cold air rushing into the

car, whipping her long hair around. She bit her lower lip, her face twisted in pain.

As Damon drove around two bends, he saw a sports car coming towards him. He furrowed his brow, slightly turning

the steering wheel, moving towards the inner side of the road. He tried to avoid the out–of–control car, holding the

steering wheel with one hand, his brow furrowed, silently watching as the oncoming car got closer and closer.

Despite the distance, Wendy clearly saw the handsome, composed man in the car.

Years of effort, years of infatuation, years of persistence, filled her heart with endless grievances. She gritted her

teeth until her car got closer and closer to his black Bentley, then abruptly turned the steering wheel. The car

skidded along the mountain wall for a while, before coming to a stop not far from Damon’s car. At the moment of

collision with the mountain, Wendy’s head slammed against the car window. The airbag had already deployed,

blocking her view completely.

Damon calmly observed the stopped car. He stared at the car full of airbags for a while, then unbuckled his

seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out. He was tall and straight, his expensive suit exuding an enchanting

elegance and nobility.

As the airbag slowly deflated, Wendy propped up her head, leaning back in her seat, squinting at the man standing

not far away. His clothes were well–tailored, fitting him perfectly. His physique was unparalleled.

Wendy watched him quietly, blood trickling down from her hand. She bit her lip, her face pale, tears rolling down

her cheeks.

Just looking at him like this made her heart ache. Why was she always so close to him, but never able to win his

heart?

It seemed so natural for them to be together. Everyone thought so. So why did he still focus on other women? He

was right in front of her, yet she didn’t even have the right or courage to touch him?

She truly loved him, her desire to be with him was so strong it was driving her crazy. Even now, he wouldn’t show

her even a hint of tenderness?

“Get out.”

His cold voice rang out. Wendy stared at the stern man in front of her. She bit her lip, but still straightened up and

unbuckled her seatbelt, pushing open the car door.

But the car door was blocked by the mountain, so she couldn’t open it. She turned to look at the passenger door,

intending to move over, but felt dizzy and weak.

Slumped in her seat, Wendy’s tears flowed even more freely. She wasn’t pretending, the wound was real, the

dizziness was real, and the weakness was real.

Because she knew Damon too well. No pretense would escape his discerning eyes. So she really crashed into the

mountain, just to get a chance to get closer to him.

This was Damon, cold and ruthless, a man all women couldn’t touch. But the more he was like this, the more she

wanted to get close to him.

A gust of cold wind blew from above, then she was pulled out of the car by a force. She was dragged out, flung

against the car, just managing to steady herself, a dull pain emanating from her waist.

Damon stood across from her, a few steps away, staring at her coldly.

“What do you want?”

Wendy’s eyes trembled, and she lifted her head to look at Damon, blood still flowing from her forehead.

“I don’t have an agenda, just want to talk. Her voice trembled, her expression full of grievance, tears sliding down

her cheeks, making her look stubborn yet pitiable.

Damon coldly stared at her, his lips parting slightly. “Speak.”

He didn’t waste a word.

“What do I have to do for you to be with me?”

“You don’t have to do anything. The two things are unrelated.”

Unrelated…

So no matter what she did, it was only her concern, and whether he would be with her or not, had nothing to do

with it.

Really… it was a cruel clarity.

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“Damon… if there was no Chloe, would we have a chance to be together?” She spoke with a sad tone, her hands

were balled into fists, and tears were streaming from her eyes as she earnestly eyed Damon.

“No chance.” His expression and tone were like ice that hadn’t melted for thousands of years, capable of freezing

hearts.

Wendy’s gaze trembled, and she finally laughed coldly, “I don’t believe you.”

Tears mingled with laughter, “The you from before never treated me like this! Every answer you give now is so

clear and firm, is it because of Chloe? Are you hurting me like this because of her?”

“Yes,” Damon’s face was calm, “Is there a problem?”

He didn’t give any other woman a chance for his wife. Yes, he actually felt he deserved a reward.

Wendy’s face turned pale, her hands trembling, “….theh why…why did you save me just now?”

Damon glanced at his wristwatch, Wendy knew it was a cheap watch Chloe had given him, a pair with the one Chloe

wore.

He lifted his head, his tone indifferent. “There are many reasons. We grew up together, so the possibility of

becoming strangers is not high, and would be

too pretentious. Secondly, you can’t just die like this. Lastly, I have some scores to settle with you.”

If the first reason made her ecstatic, the last two reasons felt like being pushed from heaven into hell.

Settling scores…

So he wanted to settle the debts she owed him from before.