The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 964

Elizabeth was sitting there with a relaxed smile on her face, looking as chit as a cucumber.

She used to be quite a chatterbox, often driving her husband, Royce, up the wall. But whenever she got lost in her

embroidery, she’d go as quiet as a mouse, which sometimes led to some misunderstandings for Royce.

Seeing Elizabeth’s indifferent attitude towards her, Wendy hesitated for quite a while.

As a woman, who hadn’t been young and foolish? Especially that regretful feeling when you missed out on

something back in the day, it was downright agonizing

What was a little dirty play for the sake of your own happiness? If the knife wasn’t in your own flesh, you wouldn’t

feel the pain. Plus, you’d still have the nerve to feel sorry for others.

After some hesitation, Wendy finally took out a file from her bag and placed it in front of Elizabeth, then said

somewhat fearfully,

“This is something I’ve been planning for quite some time. I wanted to give it to you last night, but.

“Oh? What have you been scheming?”

Freya chimed in from the side.

“It’s an embroidery workshop.”

Elizabeth hand paused mid-air.

Seeing this, Wendy quickly explained, “A few years ago, I started doing charity work in impoverished areas. There

are many children there who often lack parantal companionship. So, I set up embroidery workshops in each

impoverished area to help local mothers firid jobs. They learn embroidery, teach embroidery, and I tum the finished

products into clothes. I plan to turn this into a brand, and use the money earned for charity…”

“Oh, wow! That’s a fantastic ideal You’re really smart and kind-hearted. Not everyone would think of something like

this!”

Elizabeth was touched by Wendy’s plan. She picked up the file and saw that there were already over a dozen

impoverished areas being supported. She was shocked.

This plan not only did charity work but also spread the art of embroidery. Indeed, it was a great idea.

Elizabeth nodded, her smile becoming even more genuine. Embroidery was a shared wish between her and her

parents, and it would have become a regret for her after she had gone.

Turning it into a brand. What a brilliant idea!

Wendy finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up, hoping to see that man she had just noticed, but only saw his

retreating figure.

She immediately got flustered and chased after him.

Damon carried a basket full of fruit from the kitchen and left through the back door.

He planned to enjoy the fruit with Chloe after she woke up. Just thinking about that cute woman who was still

sleeping made his heart raced. He quickened his pace unconsciously

“Damon!”

The shout from behind made Damon’s brows furrow.

Wendy hurried up to catch him and stood in front of him, blocking his way. Her long hair fluttered in the air,

Damon looked at Wendy with a stem face. He hadn’t gone to look for her yet, but she took the initiative to find him.

The look on Damon’s face sent a chill down Wendy’s spine. Her gaze swept over the hand that was holding the fruit

basket. Such strong hands. why were they holding such mundane things?

A bamboo basket and fruits….

“Damon, are these for Ms. Summers?” She couldn’t help but ask

Of course, she was just asking for trouble.

“None of your business” Damon said and turned to leave.

Wendy once again blocked his way.

“Damon…” She lifted her face, filled with a mixture of pain and grievance.

Damon stepped back, one hand in his pocket and the other holding the fruit basket, looking indifferent. He looked at

herwithout saying a word Despite holding a fruit basket that didn’t match his status and demeanor, he still exuded a

powerful pull.

Wendy’s heart was trembling as she looked at Damon’s handsome face. He was cold, ruthless, and kept everyone

at arm’s length. Yet, the more he was like this, the more people had the crazy urge to get close to him. She

involuntarily approached Damon but stopped at a reasonable distance

“About last night. Damon, I’m really sorry. “Wendy’s face was full of remorse. She bit her lip, exuding fragility and

sadness

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But Damon showed no emotion. The one you should apologize to is not me

“I know… That’s why I’m going to spologize to her right now”

His villa, she hadn’t even been there yet.

“No need.” He rejected her mercilessly, “She doesn’t want to see you, doesn’t need your apology, and certainly

won’t forgive you. Don’t show up in front of her.”

Wendy went pale, feeling cold to the bone.

Damon turned away, but Wendy caught the corner of Damon’s shirt.

“The reason I did what I did last night is because.”

“Wendy, I really want to see Chloe right now, I’m not in the mood to deal with you.”

The hand gripping Damon’s shirt abruptly let go, as if it had got burned. Damon glanced at the wrinkled corner of

his shirt, frowned, and walked. away

Damon and Chloe had only been separated for a short while, and he actually said he missed her?

Wendy sneered.

What was so good about Chloe? Why did everyone like her? Why did Damon change like this?

What could she do?

Wendy closed her eyes in pain.

As Wendy walked towards the villa looking lost, Ivan and Ariana just happened to come out.

Ivan’s hand had moved from Ariana’s hand to under her armpit, covering her plump tits.

Seeing Wendy approaching, Ariana hurriedly pushed Ivan’s hand away. Ivan inhaled sharply, about to get closer

again, but then saw Wendy watching them

Wendy was wearing a beige lace long dress, with curly brown hair. Her figure was slender, curves graceful, and her

beautiful face was captivating. It had been a few years, and Wendy had lost her boyish charm from childhood,

becoming more beautiful instead. Ivan’s eyes were filled with aggression.

Wendy squinted at him. “Ivan, long time no see.”

Damon came back to the room to find Chloe still asleep. It was already dusk, and she had been sleeping for a long

time.

She had totally flipped her days and nights around. Damon really couldn’t tell if she would be able to sleep at night.

But if she didn’t sleep, did he really have to stay up all night chatting with her?

This was straight up torture.

He reached out to fix her hair, planning to wake her, but seeing her peaceful sleeping face, he held back.

Not long after, Chloe woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Damon looking at her, his eyes still sleepy,

and a lazy smile on his lips.