The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1669

Chapter 1669

The dinner was eventually served. It was reheated leftovers, but it filled the stomach, nonetheless.

Damon watched her eat. What else could he do? Would he rather have starved her?

This little devil...

In the end, Chloe won this round. Her mood improved as she ate more. Although, this left Damon somewhat frustrated. He was watching her happily devour the meal but didn't know how to react. He pinched his forehead in resignation. He must have owed her something in a previous life..

After dinner, Chloe picked up her phone. There was a message from Stanley. She sneakily glanced at Damon, then opened the message.

[Damon screwed me over this time, and I'm pissed. I won't let him off the hook just for your sake! Anyway, you should go to sleep.]

Chloe was shocked. What was Stanley planning?

[Eat well, drink well, then leave. You're at a disadvantage here.]

[Not sleeping? Are you worried about me? Don't worry, I'll be fine. That guy really needs a beating. He almost killed me twice! I must have my revenge!]

Chloe, [Revenge is a dish best served cold.]

Stanley, [I won't start a fight, but I won't back down from one either']

Chloe, [An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.]

Stanley, [I'm not letting this go. I'm on my way.]

Just as she received the message, the front door of the villa was kicked open with a loud bang. "Get out here and open the door for your daddy!"

Damon glared at Chloe, who calmly put her phone aside.

"You dare to mess with me, but now you are too chicken to open the door?"

The room was silent.

"Stop hiding. I know you're in there!"

Chloe grimaced, unable to listen any longer.

This unpredictable man. You never knew what he'd do next.

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door for your daddy!"

If it weren't for Nate outside, who knew Stanley and was aware of his decent relationship with Chloe, Stanley would have been treated as a rioter and dealt with on the spot.

Faced with the boisterous Stanley, Nate was embarrassed. "Mr. Stanley, please keep your voice down. Ms.

Chloe is resting."

"Resting my ass, she was just texting me.

Damon's gaze instantly shifted to Chloe.

Chloe cursed Stanley as an idiot teammate in her mind, then tried to reassure Darnon. "He said he was coming to settle the score with you. I told him not to be impulsive... But he didn't listen. You can see for yourself” she said, offering her phone to Damon.

Damon, of course, didn't take it; he wouldn't inspect her phone in front of her. He left the room with a cold face.

"You need to eat a balanced diet, not just for you, but for the babies in your belly, too."

Nate grimaced. A voice in his mind announced, "K.0! Stanley defeated!"

Indeed, Stanley looked like he had been struck by lightning. His carefree attitude vanished instantly. "What did you just say?!" He suddenly stood up, and his roar echoed in the room.

"Hmm?" Damon leaned back lazily.

Stanley paused, and his eyes flickered. Then, he looked at Chloe... at her belly. She was wearing loose casual clothes, so nothing was visible.

“What did he mean by what he just said?"

Chloe took a bite of the apple Damon forced into her hand, then nodded at Stanley. "Yes, I'm pregnant. With twins..."

Stanley was speechless, staring at her belly for a long time.

Chloe had always thought that she and Stanley were partners, and now friends. Even though Stanley always claimed that he wanted to marry her, she had always thought he was just fooling around. But now, looking at Stanley's expression, Chloe felt a sudden pang in her heart. She saw shock and an emotion she never thought she would see on his face. That was something she found a little daunting to confront.

The grand living room plunged into a momentary silence. There was a particularly noticeable tension in the air.

Damon's face became increasingly taut, far from pleasant. He was naturally perceptive, so it was unlikely he didn't notice Stanley's mood shift.

“Damn!” After a while, Stanley suddenly spat out a curse.

Chloe's eyes flickered, and she lifted her head to look at him, but Stanley's gaze had already moved off her.

Without a word, he strode towards the door. His steps were slightly rushed and erratic.