Chapter 1702


    Fiona called out behind her, but she didn’t stop on her tracks and hurriedly followed after her. As


    soon as Chloe stepped outside, she saw Damon. He was standing there, waiting for her.


    Chloe opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by Fiona, who came running up behind her.


    “Chloe!” Her breath was ragged from the run. She tilted her head to look at her, but Fiona snatched


    the little thing from her arms. “Why are you in such a rush? This is mine.”


    The warm sensation in her arms was gone, reced by the emptiness. Chloe watched as Fiona


    cradled the small object in her arms.


    Fiona turned her body away protectively. “I knew something was off about you. What are you up to?


    Are you having second thoughts about the gift?”


    Damon had reached her by this time, and Chloe’s gaze immediately shifted from the object in


    Fiona’s arms to Damon d2


    He paused, ncing at Chloe before turning his gaze elsewhere. To outsiders, it looked like nothing


    was wrong, but Damon alone knew the usations and grievances hidden in Chloe’s eyes.


    Fiona, oblivious to the drama unfolding between Chloe and Damon, looked at them and said, “So


    you’re not sleeping with me tonight?”


    Damon shot her a sideways nce. Fiona rolled her eyes and made a face. “Sleeping next to a


    man is overrated. Fine, you can leave. ‘i


    go see you tomorrow.”


    “Fiona Mrs Dubo, who had followed them out, scolded Fiona for her casual attitude.


    Fiona huffed and turned back towards the living room. Mrs. Dubo apologized to Damon and


    Chloe before escorting them out.


    Chloe, wrapped tightly in Damon’s arm, took the passenger seat in the car, remaining silent.


    Damon, who was driving, was the one feeling uneasy. “Didn’t you have fun tonight?” Although it


    might seem a bit intentional, someone always had to break the current awkwardness by speaking


    up.


    Chloe leaned back in her seat, giving him a gloomy look.


    Damon pursed his lips. “What’s wrong?”


    Without answering. Chloe pulled out her phone and started scrolling through it. Soon, a cheery song


    filled the car. Just from the intro, Damon could tell it wasn’t Chloe’s style.


    When the lyrics started, Damon’s grip on the steering wheel wavered.


    “Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur


    Damon couldn’t help butugh at the absurdity of it all. Chloe, on the other hand, didn’t even spare


    him a nce. She stared out the window, seemingly enjoying the music, leaving Damon helpless.


    “Let me exin.”


    Chloe remained unmoved.


    “It wasn’t my idea. It was Nate’s.”


    Chloe didn’t turn to look at him, but responded, “Nate is indeed useful. He’s always there when


    needed.”


    Damon rubbed his forehead. “It was really him.”


    “So why hasn’t he found a girlfriend with all his charm?” Chloe’s tone was noticeably irritated.


    Damon was quiet for a moment “Maybe it’s time for him to find someone.”


    “Right He’s spent all these years helping you charm women Chloe paused before suddenly turning


    to look at Damon, her eyebrow raised “Did you pursue me on your own, or did Natee up with


    the idea? Should I be your girlfriend, or should I be Nate’s


    The car abruptly pulled over Damon turned to Chloe, his expression darkened “What did you say?


    Say it again


    Chloe froze, not daring to speak She looked down at her phone and turned the music up to its


    maximum volume


    The lyrics seemed to defuse Damon’s anger. A momentter, he sighed and said, ‘Of course it was


    me who pursued you. If you don’t believe me, just ask the twins in your belly”


    Chloe moved her lips, but didn’t speak. She knew the truth. But was that the real issue?


    “Why didn’t you tell me the gift was that.”


    Damon gave a helpless look. “If you knew what the gift was, would you have given it away?”


    “You knew I would like it? You weren’t nning on giving it to me?!”


    “Don’t you like alpacas?”


    “Just because I like alpacas doesn’t mean I can’t like kittens.”


    The lyrics yed on: “Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur…”


    Damon’s brow twitched. “Do you want a human–shaped cat?”


    Chloe turned to look at him, blinking in confusion. “Huh?”


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    Damon reached out, tapping her forehead. Then, under Chloe’s gaze, he pulled her closer and


    kissed her lips, lingering for a moment.


    Chloe froze, realizing what Damon was suggesting.


    Damon’s deep voice echoed in the car. “Do you want me, the human–shaped cat?”


    Chloe blushed. She pushed against his chest, her face turning crimson. “No, no. You’re not soft or


    cute, and you can’t meow. What would I want you for?”


    Damon raised an eyebrow, leaning closer to whisper in her ear. His hot breath lingered, then a soft


    sound echoed in her ear it was light, like a feather, but it exploded like a bomb in Chloe’s ear She


    sat there, stunned, as if she had been blown to the moon and back. It took a while before she finally


    regained her senses. “You you.”


    Damon looked slightly embarrassed but decided to take control of the situation. “So do you want me


    or not?”


    Chloe blinked a few times, slowly regaining her senses. A small crease formed between her brows


    as she said, “What did you just do? Do it again, then I’ll decide.”


    Damon let go of her, silently restarting the car’s engine.


    Sensing Darmon’s sudden silence, Chloe hurriedly said, “Why aren’t you speaking? What was that


    thing you did? I haven’t made a decision yet. Do it again, this time I’ll truly pay attention.”