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.

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

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

squinting at the man standing not far away. His clothes were well–tailored, fitting him

blood trickling down from her hand. She bit her lip, her face pale,

Why was she always so close

on other women? He was right in

be with him was so strong it was driving her crazy. Even now,

“Get out.”

of her. She bit her lip, but

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

She wasn’t pretending, the wound was real, the dizziness was real,

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

But the more he was like this, the more she wanted to

out of the car by a force. She

few

do you want?”

her head to look at Damon, blood still flowing

want to talk. Her voice trembled, her expression full of grievance,

his lips parting slightly.

waste

for you to be

to do anything. The

Unrelated…

concern, and whether he would be with her or not, had nothing to do with

a cruel clarity.