The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1396

Wendy offered a smile, took a deep breath, and said, “How can I not care, though? If people are influenced by

these opinions, it means they’re accepting those views. But I’ll get through it…”

They were chatting as they walked when hearing Wendy’s words, Felix suddenly stopped. “What can I do to help?

Wendy, don’t carry all this on your own. I want to help. I can’t stand seeing you strain like this.”

His earnest words, however, left Wendy feeling uncomfortable and pressured. “Felix…” She only said his name, but

her voice filled with distance.

Felix quickly responded, “No, no… don’t get me wrong. We’re friends, right? And I’m about to get hitched…”

Wendy, surprised, asked, “To Elsa?”

Felix shook his head, “No…”

Wendy nodded thoughtfully, letting out a sigh of relief but also a pinch of regret. “Let’s celebrate then. It’s good

news.”

“Sure.”

They agreed and then left the hospital together. But as soon as they stepped out, Wendy was stopped.

Nate blocked her path, and his face was expressionless. Ms. Alonso, would you mind coming with me?”

Feeling a strange sense of tension, Wendy took a couple of steps back. “What’s the matter?”

Nate simply replied, “Mr. Harper would like to see you.”

Damon? Wendy was hesitant.

“Please, Ms. Alonso, step into the car.”

Wendy hesitated for a while, but when Nate said, “Mr. Harper is waiting for you. I hope you won’t keep him waiting

too long.” her defenses began to crumble.

After a bit of hesitation, she finally nodded. “Alright.”

“Wendy…”

Felix tried to stop her, but Wendy cut him off. “We’ll catch up later.”

Just as Wendy got into Nate’s car, she was forcefully blindfolded.

“Ms. Alonso, please remain calm,” Nate said coldly as Wendy struggled. “Mr. Harper doesn’t want anyone to know

where he’s staying.”

Wendy’s anxiety spiked, and she started to struggle frantically. But it was no use. The place Nate took her to was

the last place she wanted to be.

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She still remembered the cage, the torture tools on the walls. She even remembered the two men in the cage, the

scene of Damon killing a man with his own hands, her wounds getting infected and festering, her fever not

subsiding…

“If I were you, I wouldn’t dare appear in my line of sight again.”

So, what he meant was, since you dare to show your face, I’ll settle the score with you when I’m done with my

business.

Two men forcibly took Wendy up the steps, hearing Nate inputting the password and opening the door, she began

to struggle violently.

“No, let me go! I don’t want to go in. I don’t want to see him. I want to leave!”

“Ms. Alonso, you should be aware that it’s not your place to refuse now. You’ve crossed Mr. Harper’s line several

times, and he’s given you plenty of chances.”

Wendy shook her head, her face pale, her strength nearly exhausted. She was practically dragged in by the two

men.

After passing through one door after another, Nate finally removed the blindfold from Wendy’s eyes.

The room was filled with various torture tools and a huge cage. The familiar surroundings filled her with fear.

“If you don’t behave, the next one in there will be you.”

She looked at the dark cage as Damon’s words echoed in her mind. Her face was pale, her legs weak as she

backed away. “No, I don’t want to…”

The door on the other side of the room slowly opened, and Damon’s tall figure appeared before her. He was

dressed in a black suit, had a handsome look and cold eyes. Everything about him was what she was once

infatuated with, but now, it filled her with sheer terror.

‘Damon…”

She called out tremblingly, but Damon didn’t even glance at her, walking straight to the sofa across the cage. He

didn’t say a word, but his actions were clear enough. The two men beside him dragged Wendy straight into the

cage.

“No, don’t…” She resisted the whole way, even crying out as she passed Damon, “Damon, please, don’t…”

Damon sat on the sofa, his legs crossed, his face cold and ruthless. He exuded a beast–like aura, full of bloodlust

and ferocity. However, this bloodlust and ferocity were not ostentatious. He just sat there quietly, as if it was

radiating from his very bones.

He was cold to outsiders, but very gentle to Chloe. His natural nobility and dominance were clear to see but the

cruelty and bloodlust were hidden deep in his bones. All these contradictions were now converging together. It was

intimidating.

‘Ah… let me go, let me go!!”

Wendy resisted with all her might, but it was futile. Her screams echoed in the empty room, mixed with the clanging

of chains, giving anyone the creeps.

“No, no…”

After the sound of chains clattering, the two men suddenly let go of Wendy. Her body fell, only to be hung in mid–air

by chains. She had dressed up carefully today in hopes of running into Damon. Her gorgeous makeup, luxurious

clothes, and exquisite curls were all a mess now.

The anticipation she had before stepping out was so beautiful, but now it was so ridiculous.

As the iron gate closed, Damon slowly opened his eyes, looking through the cage bars at the crying woman inside.

At this time, Nate also pushed a cart full of

torture tools to Damon’s side.

Wendy’s pupils suddenly contracted, she shrunk in fear, and the chains clinked.

“Damon, I beg you… don’t…” She pleaded through her tears, unable to stand steadily out of fear.

“I’ll give you a chance now. Tell me how much you like me, how much… you love me.”