The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 978

Just having gotten out of danger, Ivan was once again laid out on the operating table.

The surgeon picked up his medical scissors and swiftly cut open the same wound on Ivan’s belly that was just stitched up.

Less than 24 hours, Ivan’s belly was sliced open once again. Out came a piece of blue thin plastic from Ivan’s belly.

What was this? It seemed to be the same material as their surgical gowns.

Turned out, Chloe had cut off a piece of her protective suit with the blood–stained fruit knife, balled it up, and threw it into Ivan’s belly.

Under their watchful eyes, she just smiled and said, “Carry on, you guys didn’t see anything, did you?”

As they were stitching up the wound and cutting off the surgical threads, they were still in shock, staring blankly at the spot, exchanging glances.

“He can’t die either. You guys will have to figure out a way in the upcoming days,” Chloe said.

That was why they didn’t leave that night, waiting for Ivan’s condition to worsen.

Sure enough… The foreign object was removed and the wound was stitched up again. The process didn’t take long as they knew exactly what they were dealing with.

Freya and Percy rushed over again. Upon learning that their son was okay, they breathed a sigh of relief.

After two nerve–wracking ups and downs, Freya and Percy seemed to have aged several years, with their faces filled with weariness.

Ivan, having undergone two surgeries at the same spot, was on the brink of death but still hanging in there.

After a brief conversation with the doctor in the corridor, Percy’s face turned extremely gloomy.

“What caused my son’s second surgery?”

“There was a foreign object left in

bacterial infection.”

“What foreign object?”

a piece of plastic

excuse to leave, leaving Percy standing

“Chloe!!”

the whole hospital, shocking everyone. He was so furious he wanted

had returned to P City

realize the strange smile Chloe had given him before she

they left in such a hurry.

P City, an old Harper family’s mansion.

her on the bed, his phone rang. He plugged the hair dryer into the socket beside the bed before answering the

his lap, and Chloe obediently laid down. He first turned on the warm fan and let

looked up at the man drying

room’s lights, and within them, his figure was mirrored, along with an indescribable sense of

anticipation.

to mention it, but it seemed she expected it, so he was now contemplating how

he let

place within 24 hours. They took out a piece of surgical gown’s

eyebrow, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

He’s really

gently at her. It seemed that Ivan should be

condition had improved, but Damon took care of her foot injury as if she was paralyzed from the waist down for a week. Holding

for a “walk“. Chloe pinched Damon’s arm

down at her, his voice

looked up at him. “I’m

face, silent for two seconds, then a look of

Feel hard yet?”