Chapter 604


    If her mom was really still alive, why hadn’t she made an effort to find her all these years? That


    question alone was enough to debunk all her previous spections and


    excuses.


    Whenever Chloe thought about her mom possibly not being in this world anymore, her heart ached


    like it was suffocating.


    Damon had never seen Chloe in such an emotional state. Not once since the moment he met her.


    She looked helpless, like a lost child.


    Damon’s lips tightened, his eyes full of pity.


    “Baby,” he said, his voice heavy with sympathy. His hand gently cradled her face, kissing away the


    tears at the corners of her eyes.


    Chloe bit her lip, nodding lightly. She knew that tears wouldn’t solve anything. She took a deep


    breath, and that daily stubbornness started to show in her eyes again. Damon could tell she was


    trying to hold back, he bent over to pick her up and ced her on the couch. The nket on her


    slipped, revealing her shoulder. Her skin was delicate, covered in red marks. Along with her teary


    eyes, she looked like someone who had just made love.


    Damon kissed her tears away again,forting her softly, “Don’t cry. I’ll help you look.”


    Chloe looked up at him, a tear sliding from the corner of her eye, reflecting the light, crystal clear,


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    “You’ll help me look?”


    Damon ced his hand in front of her, catching her tear. He could feel the warmth of the tear in his


    palm.


    “Mmm, I’ll help you find your mom.” Damon said.


    “But I’ve been looking for so many years and I haven’t found any clues.” Chloe said.


    There was a hint of disappointment and sadness in Chloe’s eyes. Damon wiped the tear marks off


    her face,forting her softly, “Leave it to me.” Chloe stared at him for a long time before she


    nodded lightly. Perhaps because the doubt in her heart was shared, Chloe let out a long sigh,


    feeling much lighter. But along with the relief, she also felt tired.


    Seeing this, Damon picked her up and took her to the bedroom. He threw the nket on Chloe to


    the side, watching as Chloe quickly burrowed under the covers. Damonughed, his gaze falling on


    the intriguing area of her chest. He got into bed, reached out and pulled Chloe into his arms. He


    then bent down, looking at the pink tattoo on her chest.


    He reached out to touch it, asking in a low voice, “Is this a tattoo?”


    Chloe nced down at the tattoo on her chest and nodded, “Mmm, I’ve had it since I was very


    little.”


    Damon frowned, “You’ve had it since you were very little? Is there some specialmemorative


    significance or ritual?”


    “Maybe. My mom told me that my daughter should also get one. But I don’t like it, so I hope to have


    a son.” Chloe said.


    “It’s okay.” A thoughtful look shed in Damon’s eyes as he held Chloe even tighter. “Go to sleep.”


    “Okay.” Chloe was really tired tonight, being exhausted by Damon and crying, she soon fell asleep.


    Chloe was woken up by her phone ringing in the morning. She groped for the phone in a daze and


    answered it.


    “What’s up?” A hoarse voice, still groggy with sleep.


    “You absolute jerk! You screwed up Keira and Lance’s engagement party, made Keira so angry she


    had coughed blood and had to be hospitalized, and you’re still in the mood. to sleep?”