The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 800

Chloe looked a bit pale, still reeling from the sudden ocident

Lance could feel her panicked breathing. The faint scent of her, along with the warmth and softness of her body, made Lance’s heart start to feel a bit dazed as well. The thought of her with another man….

“Chloe, Chloe ”

Lance’s scalp started to tingle, his longing for her growing wild.

Before Chloe could fully react, his hand around her waist tightened, pulling her close.

A chill ran down Chloe’s spine Ignoring the pain in her foot, she pushed against Lance’s shoulders.

However, Lance held onto her firmly.

*Chloe, I was wrong. I really was.”

Chloe just felt sick, pushing him away with even more force. But he had a firm grip on her hand, and any pressure on her other foot resulted in a sharp pain. With a hand on his shoulder, Chloe asked angrily, “What the hell are you trying to do?!”

Lance was holding her tight, panting out, “I went you, Chloe, I want you…”

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At his words, her breath hitched and a wave of embarrassment and anger flooded her mind. She slapped himn hard across the face. *Shameless!”

Stunned by the slap, Lance paused. Chloé seized the opportunity to push him away.

Lance snapped out of it, feeling a chill creeping up from his feet.

“Chloe…”

to

away from

him in his

never thought Lance could do something

was a polite gentleman. He would never do something like what he did today.”

up from the wall, intending

noticed her discomfort, reaching out

“Chloe…

*Don’t touch me!

eyed him warily.

gaze fell on her lifted foot, a hint of regret and remorse

take you to

Chloe

me. Remember who

that, she glanced towards the staircase. Keira stood

looked up, his gaze flickered when he saw Keira, then he calmly averted his

swayed a bit, the indifference in Lance’s attitude piercing her heart.

eyes, yet he showed no signs of panic or guilt. Instead, he appeared

was wrong

with a cold demeanor. Lance watched her limping away, his heart aching,

resting his elbows on his knees

there silently, her heart filled with rage and endless

the hospital lounge, and after applying ointment to her ankle, she called her

but wrap her arms around herself, feeling a strong sense of disgust and repulsion. Just then, a modestly dressed woman walked past her with a three or four–year–old child. Their scent, which

lady looks really sick… the child said with an accent.

looked back at Chloe. She saw her dressed immaculately and elegantly, giving

those

offering