Chapter 143


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    Chloe was still snuggledfortably in Damon’s arms.


    From the moment they got in the car, their position hadn’t changed.


    They had left the hotel a while ago, and Chloe was lyingfortably in Damon’s arms, smelling his


    familiar scent and feeling very secure.


    Her nerves, which had been tense just a moment ago, had rxed, and the alcohol seemed to


    dissipate even faster. Her temples were still throbbing, and she didn’t want to do anything


    with her head spinning.


    “Are you feeling okay?”


    Damon suddenly spoke, hisrge hand stroking her hair as he asked softly.


    Chloe felt her eyelids getting heavy, so she leaned her head against the car window and nodded


    with her eyes closed.


    “Headache…”


    Damon lifted her head, and Chloe opened her eyes to look at him.


    The neon lights of the city outside the car window flickered inside, and her eyes were slightly red,


    filled with a sense of grievance.


    He felt sorry for her and pulled her back into his arms.


    Once again wrapped in his warmth, Chloe sighed gently,pletely rxed. The drunken


    headache made her head continue to spin, and her eyelids kept closing.


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    Chloe nuzzled against his chest, letting out a satisfied sigh.


    Damon looked down at her, seeing her face flushed from the alcohol. Her once cold and tough


    demeanor had vanished, her hair slightly messy, scattered on her cheeks. Her long eyshes


    trembled gently with each breath, looking very peaceful.


    The car continued to drive, and half an hourter, they finally arrived back at Pinewood Manor.


    “Sir, we have arrived.”


    “Mm.”


    Damon nced at Chloe, who seemed to have fallen asleep, and said, “You can get out first.”


    Although he was talking to Chloe, the driver Nate quickly opened the door and got out of the car.


    Damon reached out to fix Chloe’s hair, his fingers gently brushing her cheeks, “We’re home.”


    Chloe’s eyelids fluttered, but she didn’t open her eyes. Instead, she settled even morefortably


    in his arms, her hand on his waist, as if not wanting him to move.


    She was enjoying the warmth and didn’t want it to suddenly disappear.


    Damon looked at her hand on his waist and then at her sleeping sofortably in his arms, and he


    couldn’t help but smile.


    “Don’t want to get up?”


    “Mm… it’s nice here,” Chloe replied groggily.


    Damon’s eyes deepened, and with only the two of them left in the car, the air was filled with a faint


    scent of alcohol and a woman’s fragrance.


    He reached out and lifted Chloe’s chin, his voice low and hoarse.


    “What’s so nice about it?”


    “Mm… it’s warm here.”


    Chloe was now both drunk and sleepy, only able to hear Damon’s pleasant voice in her ears as she


    instinctively answered.


    Her hand slid across his chest, echoing her words.


    “If you kiss me, I’ll let you sleep here tonight. Deal?”


    Damon moved closer to her, his warm breath carrying a faint scent of alcohol as it gently brushed


    her ear.


    Chloe struggled to open her eyes and saw his jawline.


    She paused for a moment, raised her head, and gave him a peck on the jaw.


    Damon’s eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise.


    Though he was the one who made the request, he was just saying it casually.


    He hadn’t expected her to actually take the initiative and kiss him.


    The surprise quickly faded, and another intense emotion surged in its ce.


    He turned her face back towards him.


    ‘That one doesn’t count. Give me another one!”