The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1340

After Damon finished speaking, he headed straight for the dining room. Chloe watched him go and gave a small smile.

“Chloe, could you please consider that others also have the ability to think before you speak?”

“What’s up?”

Cicely turned to look at her, propping up one cheek with her hand, her voice indifferent ‘Are you broke?”

“I have money. But with so many people in the company, isn’t it normal to have financial difficulties?”

Cicely got it and gave a small smile, “Indeed, it’s quite normal.”

What Chloe wanted to express was just a so called excuse. As for the real situation, as long as the excuse was sufficient, there shouldn’t be a problem, right? Cicely maintained a smile, looking at Chloe. She was starting to feel envious and jealous. She had a clear understanding of the situation, able to distinguish the nature of each matter.

After staring for a few seconds, Cicely suddenly said, “I’m starting to feel envious and jealous of you.”

Chloe was confused, “What?”

Cicely gave a small smile, “You’re smart, capable, rich, have a car, a house and a company…

She paused for a moment, “Isn’t this the image of a successful person that all women aspire to?”

gaze fell upon Chloe, and she suddenly leaned in. Chloe was caught off guard, and her

dining room following the two

at Chloe, “Would

and looked back in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock.

echoed.

suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then she was thrown out

showing no signs of regaining balance, until a hand was placed on her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms, and her panicked heart also dropping in that

broke away from the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, the intense contact still incredibly strong. This feeling

familiarity was instantly confirmed in her heart. She gave a mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared about this feeling, to the point where even

again, her face pale, but still trying to appear

felt exactly like slipping on

arms, where the warmth and fragrance of

around his neck, held tightly in his arms, her beautiful face showing a hint of panic. After a moment of distraction, she lay quietly in

a warm hand, seemingly trying to block her

face was now gloomy like a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before replaced

edge.

had before were insignificant. She turned her head in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment. But Damon forcefully pressed her

Cicely, her face pale, looking at her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned against Damon’s neck. “Don’t blame me,

voice was gentle and aggrieved, which made Damon’s face even more grim. His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her

eyes, “Since you don’t care so much, I don’t mind finding a

her remaining life might