Nathan clamped his mouth shut, watching with wide eyes as the luxurious but unassuming black car
started up, smoothly passing by him, then nonchalantly speeding away.
This calm demeanor hurt more than if he had floored the gas and left. He seemed unfazed by the harm
he had caused. Wasn’t he feeling cold–hearted? Seeing Wendy’s pathetic state, Nathan’s flippant
expression gradually disappeared. “When I met you ás a kid, you weren’t as stupid as you are now.
You’ve done so many disgraceful things, how dare you still show your face in front of Damon? You
think just because you can ignore the past, others will too?”
As he said this, he glanced at the car behind her, scoffing, “You even stooped to hurt yourself.”
Wendy’s eyes flickered for a moment, her face turning ashen.
Self–harm, indeed. If not for that, Damon probably wouldn’t have stopped…
Nathan unceremoniously dragged her into the car, and with a grumbling tone of dissatisfaction, turned
around and started driving back downhill.
Back at the Harper family, Chloe and Elizabeth had each prepared a vase. Upon seeing Damon’s
return, Chloe walked up to him with a bouquet of white roses and small irises in hand and thrust it into
his arms.
Damon’s lips twitched upwards as he lightly touched the vivid yellow irises. “Mrs. Harper, are you
confessing your feelings for me?”
Chloe replied with a smile, “Have I confessed to you too few times?”
Damon shook his head, stretched out his long arms to pull her into his embrace, and murmured, “Not
really. Let’s do it like this, at least once a day from
now on.”
Chloe casually started untying his tie, “Aren’t we going to make the florist rich?”
Damon chuckled softly, “I just realized, you seem to have a thing for money.”
Chloe shot him a look, “It might be the only thing in this world that I’m interested in.”
“Oh?” Damon squinted his eyes, a hint of threat in his tone.
“If people don’t earn money, wouldn’t that be boring? I can earn money, which proves my abilities. Of
course, it also proves that my taste is top–notch.”
She didn’t forget to praise this penny–pinching man in front of her. As she took off his tie and suit
jacket, Chloe said with a beaming smile. “So you don’t need to worry, so far, I’m very satisfied with the
money you have. Keep up the good work, make me more interested in you, and hopefully you can
keep getting richer.”
Her smooth forehead was glowing, her pretty face brimming with a mischievous and bright smile.
“I’m honored that my money can satisfy you. But if I’m broke one day, would you lose interest in me?”
“How could I?” She reached out to touch the yellow iris in his arms, saying, “With my capabilities and
good taste, we can work together… do you think we could become the world’s richest people? If you
become the world’s richest man, what else would you want to do?”
The language of iris flowers, unity, and joint efforts.
Damon watched her movements, a slight smile on his face.
World’s richest? Ha. How much money did the world’s richest have? One day he had to calculate his
own wealth.
His eyes were filled with amusement as he leaned down to kiss her forehead, “I will take care of you.”
Upon hearing this, Chloe chuckled. “You sure have big ambitions.”
She turned around, hanging up the coat and tie on the nearby rack.
Damon headed towards the bathroom. Chloe watched his retreating figure, patted the freshly hung suit,
and raised an eyebrow.
To his surprise, Chloe followed him into the bathroom. Damon paused in washing his hands, then
straightened up, gave her a glance, and with a slight smile, pulled her into his embrace. He raised his
other hand to close the bathroom door, then locked it with a “click.”
Chloe was trapped between the door and Damon’s body, his eyebrows slightly malicious as he bent
down to her, his hot breath fanning her face, his lips barely touching her cheek.
“What do you want to do by following me in here?”
Between the opening and closing of his lips, he was kissing her face with a feather–like touch.
Chloe laughed, seemingly no longer as nervous about his proximity as before. She looked at him, her
long eyelashes sweeping across his face. “Did you run into Wendy on the way?”
Damon raised an eyebrow, watching her squirm in his arms against the door. He couldn’t help but
laugh.
He let her squirm in his arms. For a moment, he forgot that this little woman had a pretty sharp nose.
He lifted her chin, looking down at her with a doting smile, pretending to ask. “What is it?”
“There’s a woman’s scent on you.”
He stroked her jaw, leaning down to rub against her lips twice, “Are you jealous?”
Chloe pursed her lips, “Did you touch her?”
“Yep, I did.”
A slight pain came from his chin, and he realized she had bitten him. Just the right amount of force. He
could clearly feel the outline of her teeth marks
left behind.
“Her car crashed into the mountain.”
Chloe’s eyes flickered, then she laughed lightly. “I see. I was wondering why she left without seeing you
today.”
Damon pinched her chin, “So are you just going to let that bite go?”
Chloe placed her hands behind her, leaning against the door, looking up at the two teeth marks on his
chin. She couldn’t help but laugh, then leaned up to kiss them. Then with a “click,” the locked door was
opened, and she quickly turned around and ran out.
Damon watched her run into the living room, his gaze slowly darkening.
He had witnessed her gradually overcome her past shadows, the once indifferent face finally filled with
life, and the cold eyes also gained something desirable.
If Herschel wanted to erase all of this… He wouldn’t allow it.
Coming out of the bathroom, he saw Nathan walk in from outside, hands in his pockets.
Seeing Damon, he greeted him, “I’ve sent that woman to the hospital. I think you were a bit too much.
She’s a woman, and you hit her until she vomited blood, that’s really too much.”
Chloe and Elizabeth came out of the kitchen to call for dinner, just–in-time to hear Nathan’s words.
They both looked surprised, turning their gaze towards Damon at the same time. Before they even got
a chance to ask, they heard Presley upstairs, leaning on his cane, his voice deep and stern.
“Who’d you smack?”
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