The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1686

Chapter 1686

Chapter 1686

Without thinking, he glanced at the man who was now securely seated in the driver's seat. Damon's face was expressionless, but his eyes were so dark and brooding that they seemed like they might drip water. The look gave him a feeling similar to the chilling sensation he'd felt at the brink of death just moments ago.

Silently, Nate took his gaze away, realizing that having witnessed the man’s driving skills in his lifetime was something he could die without regretting.

Meanwhile, Chloe in the front was fixated on taking over the controls of the car, her voice assertive and icy.

“Either stop the car, or hand me the wheel." The driver's face was filled with nervousness and fear, but he still clung to the steering wheel, refusing to relax his grip. “How could I allow the princess to drive herself? If the Queen were to find out, I would surely be heavily punished."

The excuse was full of holes. Even he probably didn't believe it himself.

Claiming fear of the Queen's punishment, while simultaneously placing Chloe in danger, wavering between life and death, was utterly ludicrous.

Worried about her driving, but not worried about her safety. What kind of logic was this?

But one thing was clear. Despite his constant references to her as ‘princess’, he had never taken her seriously.

Maybe in his eyes, Ava was the only princess of Y Country, her two daughters were the beloved granddaughters of the Queen, and she, this suddenly emerged ‘princess’, was nothing more than

some girl trying to cling to royal power. Otherwise, he wouldn't have always used ‘royal rules’ to suppress her.

“Lam warning you that I am the Queen's real granddaughter, and Ava, Barbara and Becky are merely the Queen's adopted daughters. If you are really acting on their orders this time, and it reaches the Queen's ears, Ava will be left with nothing, and your fate will be even more miserable. Do you hear me?"

The driver's expression was somewhat hesitant, his eyes filled with struggle. "This is against the rules."

Chloe looked at his expression through the rearview mirror and continued, “Even if I am a princess who came halfway, I still have a solid blood relationship with the Queen of Y Country. The importance she places on me should not be less than that of Ava. Otherwise, she wouldn't have let you persecute me at this time. Anyone can understand the meaning of this, and you better think clearly. Don't talk to me about rules. I am the princess of ¥ Country, I am the rules. If you insist on this, you better make sure I don't survive this time, otherwise..."

The driver's expression was changing drastically, his hesitation deepening. However, he was momentarily distracted. The sharp turn ahead didn't give him time to brake or steer. Startled, he tried to turn the steering wheel, but something was suddenly pushing against them from the side.

He glanced in the rearview mirror only to discover that the car behind had caught up.

The car was going straight, the sharp turn had a certain curvature, and at this moment, the car behind them aimed perfectly at this gap. With its front end against their car, it forced their car to the inside of the road.

Chloe immediately understood that Damon had caught up and saved them from the crisis of crashing off the cliff. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief and looked over, she saw that Damon's

car had two rear wheels hanging over the edge of the cliff. The blood drained from her face instantly, leaving her pale as a ghost.

However, Damon had already hit the brakes in the nick of time. Chloe only saw the rear wheels hanging in the air for a moment. Then she watched the car swinging around in the air, landing safely in the middle of the road.

The driver had already quickly hit the brakes, and Damon's car swerved, facing them head-on.

Everything happened so fast.

Chloe sat back in her seat in a daze, her hand still clutching the driver's seat, her slender knuckles white, her fingers almost buried in the seat cover. Her face was still pale, her expression vacant.

The car in front had barely stopped when the driver's door was flung open from the inside. Damon, dressed in a black suit, looked neat and impeccable, as if he had just walked out of a hotel, as if the person who had just experienced a life-and-death situation wasn't him at all.

There was no sign of dishevelment, only a sense of nobility and dignity. But now, there was a strong resentment that was rarely seen in his usual demeanor. In the dark night, he seemed like a supreme ghost trampling on stark white bones, gradually approaching with a powerful aura that almost froze people in place, not daring to move, only to wait for him to claim their lives.

Chloe's gaze followed him, but there was no emotion in her eyes. The car door opened, and the overwhelming aura enveloped her, but she still showed no reaction.

Damon pulled her out of the car and, sensing her current state, kissed her on the forehead. Despite his tense and cold expression, he spoke in the gentlest tone. “It's okay."

Chloe looked up at him, the scene of the rear wheels hanging in the air still playing in her mind.

Damon placed her directly on the warm hood of the car, the heat from the engine seeping through her clothes.

"Chloe, it's okay.

Chloe's eyes moved a bit.

Damon pressed against her forehead, his arms encircling her, kissing her lips fervently. The familiar touch, warmth, and his scent became even clearer, and Chloe's eyes finally flickered. Then she suddenly let out a breath.

Damon released her, and she leaned on the hood of the car, clutching her chest, panting heavily. She had been genuinely terrified just now.

Damon held her in his arms, continually kissing her hair. “It's okay, it's okay"

"Snap!" The sound rang out.

Damon's voice stopped abruptly after the slap. Nate, who had just gotten out of the car and was standing nearby, was startled, and now it was his turn to gasp for breath.

Damon paused for a moment, staring at Chloe for a few seconds, but still held her in his arms. “It's okay"

Chloe pushed him away, tilting her head slightly to glare at Damon. Her eyes were already thoroughly red. Tears circled her eyes, then fell.

"Do you know how dangerous you were just now. I don't need you to save me. If you...if you...l don't need you to save me..."

Chloe was incoherent in her speech, but Nate on the side breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she was genuinely scared.

In fact, he was also scared half to death just now. Even now, his legs were still shaking.

This man, he really was something. For his wife, he was willing to risk his very life.

Chloe's sentences were fragmented, with some "ifs" that she didn't even dare to utter, but everyone understood.

Even from the start when she hadn't said anything, Damon understood. After taking a slap to the face, he still pulled her into his arms, comforting her.

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