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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 800
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Chapter 800

Chloe looked a bit pale, still reeling from the sudden ocident

Lance could feel her panicked breathing. The faint scent of her, along with the warmth and softness of her body,

made Lance’s heart start to feel a bit dazed as well. The thought of her with another man….

“Chloe, Chloe ”

Lance’s scalp started to tingle, his longing for her growing wild.

Before Chloe could fully react, his hand around her waist tightened, pulling her close.

A chill ran down Chloe’s spine Ignoring the pain in her foot, she pushed against Lance’s shoulders.

However, Lance held onto her firmly.

*Chloe, I was wrong. I really was.”

Chloe just felt sick, pushing him away with even more force. But he had a firm grip on her hand, and any pressure

on her other foot resulted in a sharp pain. With a hand on his shoulder, Chloe asked angrily, “What the hell are you

trying to do?!”

Lance was holding her tight, panting out, “I went you, Chloe, I want you…”

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At his words, her breath hitched and a wave of embarrassment and anger flooded her mind. She slapped himn

hard across the face. *Shameless!”

Stunned by the slap, Lance paused. Chloé seized the opportunity to push him away.

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Lance snapped out of it, feeling a chill creeping up from his feet.

“Chloe…”

He tried to approach her.

“Stay away from me!”

Chloe’s icy glare stopped him in his tracks.

She never thought Lance could do something like this!

Sure, he had pursued Keira before, but at least on the surface, he was a polite gentleman. He would never do

something like what he did today.” “Lance, you’re out of your mind!”

She looked at him coldly, then stood up from the wall, intending to leave. The pain in her foot made her wince,

Lance noticed her discomfort, reaching out to help.

“Chloe…

*Don’t touch me!

Chloe eyed him warily.

His gaze fell on her lifted foot, a hint of regret and remorse in his eyes.

“Your foot’s hurt. Let me take you to the doctor…”

No need!” Chloe refused outright.

“Stay away from me. Remember who you are, Lance.”

With that, she glanced towards the staircase. Keira stood there, her face full of anger.

Lance looked up, his gaze flickered when he saw Keira, then he calmly averted his eyes!

Keira swayed a bit, the indifference in Lance’s attitude piercing her heart.

She had seen his intimate moments with Chloe with her own eyes, yet he showed no signs of panic or guilt. Instead,

he appeared cold and indifferent..

What was wrong with him?

Chloe left with a cold demeanor. Lance watched her limping away, his heart aching, but he didn’t have the right to

even get close.

When her figure finally disappeared, Lance slumped down on the steps, resting his elbows on his knees and cradling

his head in his hands.

Keira stood there silently, her heart filled with rage and endless sorrow.

Chloe sat in the hospital lounge, and after applying ointment to her ankle, she called her assistant to pick her up.

Thinking about how Lance had held her tightly just moments ago, she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around

herself, feeling a strong sense of disgust and repulsion. Just then, a modestly dressed woman walked past her with

a three or four–year–old child. Their scent, which Chloe found intolerable, amplified her nausea.

“Mom, that lady looks really sick… the child said with an accent.

The woman looked back at Chloe. She saw her dressed immaculately and elegantly, giving off the air of an aloof,

wealthy girl.

Pulling her daughter, she said, “Of course, only those who are unwell come to the hospital…”

The innocent girl turned to Chloe, offering her the sausage she was eating.

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“For you…”

Chloe managed a smile at the girl, “Thank you, but I don’t…”

The smell of the sausage wafted over, and Chloe’s face turned pale. She covered her mouth and ran into the

restroom, ignoring the pain in her foot.

Chloe’s reaction startled the little girl. She hid behind her mom, looking at the restroom door fearfully.

“Mom… did that lady look down on us?”

The woman sat her daughter down, glanced at the restroom, and consoled her.

“No. She probably just doesn’t like eating this.”

“I see.”

Chloe was by the sink, rinsing her mouth.

The image of Lance holding her kept replaying in her mind. His whispers, his touch, his scent, even his body heat

when he was close…all made her sick to her stomach…

A wave of nausea hit her again, and Chloe began to retch.

After a while, she felt slightly better.

She stood up, leaning against the wall, trying to calm herself down.

She never thought she would be so repulsed by Lance’s touch.

It was surprising.

Chloe smiled faintly. This only proved that she never truly loved Lance.

On the contrary, she enjoyed Damon’s touch, his noble and cold face, how he teased her, joked with her, flirted

with her….