The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1659

The moment Chloe saw Damon, her heart, which had been tightly strung, gradually calmed down. It was like a tightly–strung rubber band; its ends slowly loosened and finally came to rest with a quiet stillness that settled down into her heart.

A strange sense of grievance welled up in her heart. Perhaps it wasn’t grievance; perhaps it was merely fragility. The moment she saw Damon, the walls she had built around herself suddenly collapsed. She softly shut her lips and stared at Damon for a while. The shadow she saw in his eyes grew deeper and denser, making her break free from Stanley’s hold. She slowly started walking towards him.

“Hold on!” Stanley suddenly stretched his arm, hooked her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

The warmth radiating from Stanley felt especially tangible at this moment Her eyes trembled slightly as she protectively placed her hand on her stomach, which was shielded by Stanley’s strong and sturdy arm.

Damon’s shadowed eyes suddenly narrowed He stepped forward and put his hand on Stanley’s shoulder. With a hard squeeze, Damon pulled Chloe into his own embrace.c2

He had never had any tolerance for anything concerning Chloe. But now, if it weren’t for the fear of hurting Chloe, hurting the child in her womb, or scaring her, he wouldn’t have hesitated to take a swing at Stanley.

As her nose picked up the familiar scent of Damon, Chloe clutched the front of his shirt. While she felt a sense of security, she was also aware that, she

seemed to have upset him yet again

Stanley winced in pain, instinctively grabbing Damon’s wrist.

Neither men were known for their patience or good temper, and both were quite formidable in their own right. What should have escalated into a confrontation eased down when Stanley saw Chloe in Damon’s embrace. He let go of his aggressive stance, and forcefully pushed Damon’s hand away.

“How did you get here?” He barked, turning to glare at Chloe. “Did you tell him to come? Isn’t this a case of the pot calling the kettle black? Are you here to be a hindrance or to meet your doom?!”

Stanley, in every aspect, refused to be at a disadvantage in front of Damon. If he could diminish Damon, he would do so in every possible way

shook her head. She initially knew that Damon would handle Nate, but she hadn’t

face suddenly froze into a cold expression. His

momentarily pause. The deafening noise made Chloe close one eye, and her

for why Stanley was so

Nate could easily bring her

back of his head, feeling somewhat guilty for

up at Damon, her eyes filled with disapproval and reproach

head, meeting Chloe’s gaze head–on. The hand wrapped around her shoulder tightened slightly. She could feel his anger rising in

and cursing, “Damn you, you

still many people wandering the streets. The sound of gunfire had ceased, and one

shadows

beyond excited, because the emblem on the helicopters was the most direct proof of the

“It’s the boss”

boss

gradually gathered around from

to Damon, who, with Chloe, was the

only knew that their boss had arrived, but they had never seen the face of the man who ruled over

again disappointed. All

madly and cursing. “Stop right there, you

keep cool. Don’t be

men around Stanley held onto their boss tightly, fearing that he

fight broke out, the situation wouldn’t be in their favor. They might have been fearless in facing danger, but weren’t only those who know how to adapt can be heroes?

or I’ll strip you naked and hang you an a flagpole to dry