The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1161

Chloe gave a cold, sarcastic laugh. Hoping for a shred of remorse from her was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The pain she was in had become so numbing that when Wendy saw Chloe, she gathered herself up with great struggle. Her eyes were fixated on Chloe, reddened with rage.

Everyone’s gazes were glued to her, uncertain about her next move.

“Chloe…” Her voice was weak but there was a notable effort behind it.

Upon hearing this, Chloe’s smirk broadened.

Her smirk, however, made everyone else feel awkward. They didn’t know whether Wendy had been hypocritical towards Chloe before, but the fact that she had just taken the initiative to swing a whip towards Chloe in the arena was proof enough of how much she hated Chloe deep down.

If she harbored such hatred, her previous kindness to Chloe seemed hypocritical and fake now.

Wendy’s face crumpled with embarrassment. All her honesty was a negation of the past. She just couldn’t pretend anymore; even if she wanted to, it was impossible.

In the past, she may have been insincere, but it was her way of getting closer to Damon. Even if it meant just a few more encounters, it was worth it.

As long as she had a chance to appear in front of Damon, he would eventually see how good she was, that she was better than Chloe.

But now she had cut off that path herself. From the moment she swung her whip at Chloe on the racetrack, it was clear that she had completely severed ties with Chloe.

Everyone knew they were done.

way. She hated her; she never wanted to hide it.

even she felt nauseous. She glared at her, clenching her fists so hard that it looked like her bones might

last part with all her might. That feeling of resentment, even though she didn’t have much strength at the time, was deeply felt by

resounded suddenly.

jerked in response. Even

you out of your mind?!”

looked over in that direction. They saw Presley just set down the cane in his hand, his whole body swaying, his face turning

at Damon, who was coolly holding a gun, the barrel still smoking. The bullet that had just missed Wendy was undoubtedly fired from his

gun.

violently, her gaze fixed on the bullet near her foot. She looked up at Damon with a mixture of

her lips trembling too

such a state, they couldn’t help but feel

about Damon! To be pointed at with a gun by the person you loved, it was a feeling beyond

a while to react, and she rushed over to grab Damon’s arm. “What the hell are you doing?!”

from the cane, but he didn’t show any sign of pain. “If she wants to die, why shouldn’t I

a while, but Damon’s words

to croak out, her

coldly looked at her, “What do you

“Why?”

“You’re asking me?”

She said anything goes during the race! She deliberately provoked me! Look, look… these wounds on me, she caused them!”

Everyone was silent.