The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1147

Chapter 1147 

He laughed in a sinister way, making it a bit unsettling to watch. 

Chloe glanced at Stanley casually, who immediately tightened his lips. Then she raised an eyebrow, lightly pinching the clothes in her hand, and said, “She’s right, I’ve never been here before. Just out of curiosity, wanted to see what it’s all about, but I think this piece is quite nice.” 

Wendy chuckled, feeling a lot better, and decided not to push it. 

“Really? I just thought a different color would look better, but as long as you like it, that’s all that matters.” 

“Of course she likes it, my bro picked it out himself! How could she not?” Nathan cleverly shifted the topic, and Wendy’s smug smile froze for a moment. 

“Is that so?” She turned to Damon and said, “Sorry, Mr. Harper, I didn’t mean to criticize your taste.” 

Finally, Damon turned his head and gave her a glance. In a flash, Wendy straightened her back, her face betraying her excitement and nervousness. Chloe noticed Wendy’s little gesture and turned to look at Damon, but he had already shifted his gaze, their eyes meeting in mid–air. He looked at Chloe and said softly, “Go try it on.” 

His nonchalant words filled the room with anticipation. Combining Wendy’s words and his own, it was like a challenge from Damon. The message was, whether his taste was good or not, it would be evident once the clothes were tried on. 

This confidence, whether it came from his trust in his own judgment or his approval of Chloe, was unknown. 

However, Chloe didn’t pick up on the underlying message in Damon’s words, and simply obeyed his instructions, taking the clothes into the fitting room obediently. In her opinion, there was no need to compare herself to Wendy in terms of appearance. 

Everyone had their strengths, and she admitted, that Wendy was beautiful. Especially in her bright blue outfit, she was truly striking. She could imagine how she would stand out as a sight to see at the horse riding club. 

As for the clothes Damon picked for her, Chloe was very satisfied. Without intending to compare, the black outfit was simple and manageable, a color she was familiar with. 

Wendy glanced at Chloe and stepped down, giving her space to go to the fitting room. 

She also understood what Damon said but didn’t take Chloe seriously. She was always confident in herself. So she was unsatisfied with Chloe in many ways. Whether it was appearance, body shape, or family background, she had enough to be proud of. 

Moreover, she had something Chloe didn’t have. 

Nathan was right. She grew up with them, always seen as the leader of the Alonso family. She trained with Damon and the others. She had always wanted to marry Damon since she was a child, and everyone around her subconsciously instilled this concept in her. 

Damon, as the eldest son of the Harper family, was always more mature than most people and gave her a lot of protection, so she was dependent on 

him. 

As a girl, her dependency on Damon led her to relax a bit in training, but compared to most girls, she was undoubtedly top–notch. Even now, how many women, like her, had the ability to protect themselves? 

Without the protection of a family and unable to help Damon, Chloe was just a vase that needed a man’s protection. So she despised Chloe even more, who was inferior to her in every aspect. Why did she get special treatment from Damon? 

A man may’ve lost his way for a while, and she would give Damon a chance to make mistakes. As long as he eventually realized the truth, he would return to her one day. 

Staring at the closed door of the fitting room, Wendy sneered. Although Chloe was somewhat clever, what use was it? 

While waiting for Chloe to change, Damon carefully inspected all the protective gear in the store. His indifferent attitude was as if the one who had instigated the dispute was not him. 

And the others were all intrigued by his words; although they didn’t know how appealing that ordinary black outfit could be, they felt it wouldn’t be anything special, but they couldn’t help their curiosity. 

Looking at Damon’s upright figure from a distance, Wendy couldn’t resist her inner urge and finally approached Damon. “Damon…” 

Damon glanced at her, then turned his attention back to the gloves in his hands. 

“I was a bit out of line last time, I was impulsive, I’m sorry, Damon.” 

“What do you want?” Damon suddenly said coldly, not even looking at her. 

Wendy was taken aback, showing a puzzled expression, “What?” 

“Stay in your lane.” Damon put the women’s gloves in his hand aside, and looked up at her, his eyes piercing, “Don’t try to cross my line. My patience with you is running thin. 

Wendy blinked, showing a hint of sadness, “What do you mean, Damon? Do you think I came here today on purpose?” 

“If not, that’s for the best.” 

Wendy couldn’t stand Damon’s indifference and sneered, “What if I did?”