Chapter 910
“Do you think I’m some kind of lecher?
“Don’t all lechers love seeing women in sexy, shy clothes? You were without a girlfriend before.
Now tasting the sweetness of love, you can’t forget it once you’ve experienced it, right? Don’t tell
me you’re gonna start having feelings for other women too?”
Damon’s gazes were meaningful, his mouth curving into a slight smile. The somewhat cold smile
sent chills down Chloe’s spine.
Suddenly, he leaned in, his hands ced on both sides of her body, giving her a small peck on the
lips. Then, he looked at her with his deep, dangerous gazes, “Do you know that I love you?”
Chloe looked at him warily. Why was he saying this all of a sudden? “What… are you trying to
say?”
Damon’s smile deepened, his thin lips gently nting kisses on her face.
A low, husky voice echoed in the room, “I love you so much. Since you’re calling me a lecher,
wouldn’t it make your words meaningless if I don’t act like one? Whatever you ask for, as long as I
can do it, I will.”
Chloe was kissed relentlessly by the man, her thoughts gradually bing a blur. The
atmosphere, somehow, heated up under his gentle kisses. Feeling dizzy from his persistent kisses,
she finally pushed Damon away with thest bit of her sanity.
“I was wrong. I misspoke. You’re not a lecher, not at all.”
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Damon looked at her intently, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his dark eyes.
Seeing his reaction, Chloe wanted to back away, but her body leaned forward instead, nting a
sweet kiss on the corner of his lips.
“The term ‘lecher‘ is for ugly people. You’re so handsome, of course you’re not a lecher.”
Damon’s gazes were deep, “Then what am I?”
Chloe shivered slightly, her bright eyes staring at him.
Damon felt a stir in his heart, leaning forward to kiss her again. Chloe turned her head, resting her
hand on his shoulder, “You’re handsome! You exude manly charm all the time!”
Damon’s eyes twinkled with amusement, “Charm? So, are you attracted to me?”
Chloe nodded, “Of course!” Seeing him ready to pounce, Chloe quickly said, “I’m hungry.”
Damon paused, looking intensely into her eyes, as if he wanted to let her go, but there was some
reluctance. In the end, he leaned down and kissed her fiercely.
It was not until she was gasping for air, pping his shoulder and starting to struggle that he let her
go.
Looking at her blushing cheeks, her lips swollen and moist from the kiss, he finally got up satisfied.
“Go freshen up, breakfast is ready outside.”
Chloe nodded. Only after Damon left did she lift the covers and head into the bathroom. Looking at
the marks on her body in the mirror, Chloe tried to cover them up but to no avail. Shaking her head
helplessly, she just took her toiletries and started freshening up.
The breakfast table was set on the balcony. Not long after the breakfast–serving staff left, the
doorbell rang again.
Damon frowned slightly.
As Wendy opened the door and saw the tall, handsome man, she was taken aback.
Damon was still wearing yesterday’s clothes, wrinkled and unbuttoned at the cor. He usually
looked elegant, but now he seemed a bit disheveled, yet extremely attractive. Suddenly, Wendy
remembered the shirt Chloe bought for him yesterday and wondered curiously how he would look in
it.
Even though Wendy had mentally prepared herself, she was still startled by his appearance.
After a moment, she managed a weak smile and softly greeted him, “Good morning, Damon.”
Damon’s expression was cold. He nced at Katie behind Wendy.
Katie immediately lowered her head, “Hello Damon… I… I’m here to see Chloe…”
“Mm.”
Damon responded indifferently, then turned his gaze to Wendy.
He didn’t say anything, but his presence was oppressive. Wendy bit her lip, took a deep breath, and
then smiled, “I know Elizabeth and Chloe are here, I made seafood soup and wanted them to try
it…”
In fact, she had made the soup specifically for him, hoping he would appreciate her effort. She had
started preparing fromst night and got up early in the morning to cook for three hours.
But when she arrived full of expectation at the Harper family’s, he was not there…
When Damon said he was here for Chloe, she still held, a glimmer of hope, hoping he was there
because of a sudden work trip
However, the reality disappointed her.
Damon looked at the thermal box in her hands, thinking of the woman who had just said she was
hungry.
Maybe she would like this soup.
He let Wendy and Katie in.
Wendy ced the thermal box on the coffee table, then put the pillows on the floor back on the
couch.
She looked at Damon and smiled, “Hasn’t Chloe woken up yet? I made this soup early in the
morning, around five. It tastes pretty good, do you want to try some, Damon?”
Damon walked over, buttoned his cor, sat on the sofa, and looked at the steaming thermal box.
Wendy poured some soup into a cup, put a spoon in it, and ced it in front of Damon.
“Want to try?”
Damon didn’t move, he was busy fixing his sleeves.
“Thank you for tonight’s banquet.”
Damon spoke indifferently, his voice calm but distant.
Wendy bit her lip tightly, seeing that he had no intention of moving towards the soup, hearing his
cold words, she felt bitter inside. “It’s not a big deal, Damon, you don’t have to be so formal…”
Damon’s expression remained unchanged. He was a man of few words and didn’t say much to
Wendy’sment.
The living room fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere started to be awkward. Invisibly,
there was a clear hint of wanting to see the guests off.
Wendy bit her lip, feeling awkward, but she didn’t want to give up this chance to be with Damon just
like that.
“By the way, Damon, how are things going with you and Chloe…?”