The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1757

Chapter 1757

Chapter 1757

Kane wiped the grin off his face, and for once, got serious.

“Why can't Presley just enjoy his retirement? Why does he have to poke his nose into everything? It's 2023, not the good old days when he was the king of the hill. How much longer does he think he can keep this up?"

There was a hint of disrespect in his words, a subtle suggestion that Presley wouldn't be around much longer.

But that was a cold, hard fact.

Even if Presley could live to be a hundred, they were still younger than him. The world was their young people's oyster.

Damon remained expressionless, and Chloe didn't bat an eyelid. It was as if they didn't understand the implications of Presley's words.

Robin led Presley forward, the reporters circling them, eager for more news. As they neared the security checkpoint, Presley stopped and glared at them.

The reporters stood to one side, glancing from Damon's group to Presley, waiting to see what sparks might fly between the two generations.

Out of courtesy, Kane greeted Presley. "Greetings, sir."

But Presley just grunted in response, not bothering to hide his displeasure.

Kane raised an eyebrow, looking unfazed. He glanced at the reporters, cleared his throat, and sighed. “At this moment, I feel inspired to recite a poem."

His sudden shift to a more poetic tone caught everyone's attention. Chloe grimaced. What was this clown up to now?

Then Kane went on to recite a weird poem that had everyone present fall silent.

Presley's beard quivered with rage. He had lived a long life, and he was not about to be insulted by a poem. This brat was suggesting that he was old-fashioned, that he belonged to the past and he couldn't keep up with them?

Despite Kane's usual lack of seriousness, he had actually learned to use poetry to insult Presley.

Presley glared at him. "Fine, I'll watch and see what kind of storm you can stir up.” His booming voice echoed through the area. Kane smirked as Presley stormed off.

“Hey, sir, the VIP security check is this way. There's no way forward there"

Presley stopped in his tracks. He had been too angry to notice.

Kane chuckled, took a few strides, and started going through security.

Even private planes needed flight paths, and with the Global Economic Summit happening, security was tighter than usual. They all had to go through security checks.

Kane was the last one to go through. Presley was too angry to do anything about it now.

Once they had gone through security, they boarded the plane and waited for takeoff. Nathan was laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach. His laughter filled the plane.

“Damn, Kane, you're something else. Who decides to recite a poem out of the blue? Don't disrespect literature like that. It's hilarious coming from you."

Kane gritted his teeth. "At least I can recite it. And I used it very appropriately today, didn't I? What right do you have to laugh at me?"

"Damn, you're so smart, knowing how to recite a poem. Should I tell our elementary school teacher? He'd probably cry tears of joy"

"No need. Once the news gets out, he'll see it."

“Damn, I can't take it anymore."

Chloe had been feeling a bit down, but seeing Kane and Nathan fooling around cheered her up. She watched them, covering her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Damon seemed used to their antics. He turned to look at Chloe, completely focused on her. She looked so soft and cute in her pink outfit. He had been finding her more and more endearing lately. To others, she seemed cold and aloof, a strong and fierce woman. But with him, she was soft and sweet.

She was understanding, smart, and not to mention soft and fragrant when he held her. The contrast was too great.

In his eyes, Chloe was the most adorable woman in the world. He didn't even realize he was falling for her, that he was smitten.

He also didn't even notice that he was treating her like a baby.

Babies were so cute, he wanted to give them everything they could ever want. That was how Damon felt about Chloe now.

Nathan and Kane were having a laugh in the middle of the plane, but when Nathan saw his brother's lovesick expression, he couldn't help but grimace.

This was too much. It was clear that his brother Damon was completely bewitched by Chloe.

No wonder their grandfather always said he was easily swayed by women. Now it was obvious, wasnt it?

What a change. He used to be so restrained and out of touch with the real world. Now everything was different.

People did change.

Damon watched Chloe for a moment, then reached out and grabbed the strap hanging from her chest, giving it a squeeze.

“Fek—"

Chloe's face froze. She turned to see Damon staring at her bunny ear headband, a look of fascination on his face. His expression didn't change much, but his interest was clear.

"You..." Chloe felt a mix of anger and embarrassment, her face turning red.

Damon was toying with it again, watching the little bunny bob up and down, a grin spreading wider across his face. His mirth was only heightened by Chloe's blushing cheeks, a sight that brought a unique charm to the scene.

The other passengers on the plane turned at the sound, only to see Damon leaning sideways, much like a mischievous schoolboy playing with a girl's hair, causing her to blush crimson.

The rest of the plane fell silent. Well, wasn't that a sight for sore eyes.

Chloe, unable to bear their stares any longer, reached up and pulled off her bunny-eared hat. Glancing at the bunny face on the hat, a flicker of exasperation crossed her features before she stuffed it into Damon's arms.

What was he thinking, getting her something like that?

With his plaything gone, Damon let his gaze wander around the plane. The rest of the passengers quietly returned to their seats.

But there was more going on than Damon realized. Chloe, too, was oblivious to some things.

In the past, she would have caught on eventually. But now, with Damon showering her with excessive affection, some things had gradually changed.

She was no longer as aloof as she used to be. She'd learned not to care about certain things, not to bother about certain things.

More importantly, she was now able to act without worrying too much, knowing that Damon would fill in any gaps she might leave. In fact, without her realizing it, she had become dependent on Damon.

But Damon wanted more.

Perhaps it was because of her pregnancy, or perhaps it was because of Damon's unabashed pampering, but she was now able to throw little tantrums without any pressure.

She knew some of this, but most of the time, she wasn't aware.

All these changes were just moving them closer to what they both desired.

Despite Damon's teasing, his meticulous care for her on the journey had already dispelled any trace of her earlier moodiness.

They arrived in H City two hours later. Chloe had taken a nap on the plane and was now fully refreshed. With the pleasant temperature in H City, she felt much lighter without her scarf and hat. Her bulky coat was replaced with a caramel-colored pea coat, making her face all the more recognizable.

This, coupled with the fact that she was followed by a few extraordinarily attractive men, attracted a lot of attention in a short time. As soon as they reached the exit, they were swarmed by the paparazzi.

Facing the reporters, Chloe had returned to her usual aloof demeanor. Protected by Damon, she walked forward expressionlessly.

The questions were repetitive, asking about her valuation of Starlight International, its future development direction, and the online comments about Damon. They also asked about his feelings about attending the Global Economic Summit as Chloe's partner, after stepping down from the position of CEO of the Harper Group.

All these questions fell on deaf ears.

As for the men behind her, Kane, Noah, Seth, they all wore cold expressions, deterring the reporters.

In truth, the reporters were only looking for easy targets. They wouldn't dare offend the likes of Noah, Seth, and the others. They wouldn't have dared to go after Damon so recklessly if he wasn't now being kicked out by the Harper family and having a bad rap on the internet.

The driver was already waiting in the parking lot. They all got into the car safely and headed straight to the hotel.

Chloe was looking forward to trying the local delicacies of H City, but Damon didn't let her go out. He had Nate bring almost all the local specialties back to the hotel.

Expectation was a beautiful thing, but the reality can be bitter. Chloe couldn't adapt to the local food at all. She, who had never experienced morning sickness, was now hugging the toilet bowl, retching violently.

This was a windfall for Nathan and Kane, who were happily feasting on the spread of food, showing no care at all. This led to Damon finally losing his patience, coldly evicting them and their feast from the room.

After more than an hour, Chloe finally felt a bit better. When she came out, Damon was standing by the window, making a phone call with a cold expression.

“Come over now, or forget about being a doctor. Forget about your hospital too."

“She was vomiting severely. Was it because the food in H City was unhygienic?"

After he finished speaking, he hung up and dialed Nate's number. "Where did you get that food? Shut them down, all of them.

Meanwhile, there was a knock on the door. Damon hung up the phone, turned to look at Chloe, pulled her to sit on the couch, and went to open the door without giving her a chance to speak.

Outside the door stood nearly a dozen doctors in white coats, all panting heavily.

“She's over there."

The doctors came in one after another.

The high-end suite they had booked was now crowded. Everyone stared at Chloe, who was sitting on the couch, and didn't know how to proceed.

They had heard about the "patient's" condition when they arrived.

Patient: Pregnant woman.

Symptoms: Vomiting.

How were they supposed to diagnose that? Most pregnant women experienced morning sickness. What could they do even if they diagnosed it?

"Ma'am, have you had any discomfort before?"

Chloe shook her head, “I don't have any other issues. All my prenatal check-ups have been perfectly healthy:"

Damon's face was cold, “Is it food poisoning? Or was the restaurant unhygienic?"

The room door was still open, and Kane and Nathan were outside, feasting away at the table. The doctors looked at them, then pointed and said, "Sir, the food you're talking about is what they're eating right now, right?"

Damon turned to look, his face darkening.

“If it's that food, then it shouldn't be food poisoning. If it's unhygienic, the reaction wouldn't be this quick."

“What caused her severe vomiting earlier then?"

The doctors stared at each other, holding Chloe's medical reports in their hands. After a moment of hesitation, they finally said, “It's a normal reaction to pregnancy"

Damon fell silent.

At this moment, Nathan walked in, munching on a piece of fish, and handed a banana to Chloe. Then he said to Damon, "Look at you, making a fuss over nothing. At most, the food doesn't suit Chloe's taste. She's into sour and spicy foods now, and the food here is too sweet and greasy. If you keep this up, aren't you going to turn H City upside down in just a couple of days?"

The doctors nodded, "Yes, yes, it's just a matter of taste."

Damon still couldn't wrap his head around it. "She's never had this issue before. She hardly ever had morning

sickness."

The doctor explained, “There's no hard and fast rule. Some pregnant women never experience morning sickness, while others do throughout their pregnancy."

Chloe took a banana from Nathan, peeled it, and took a bite. Surprisingly, it tasted pretty good. By the time Damon frowned at her, she had almost finished the banana.

The doctors exchanged awkward glances. "Mrs. Chloe is in good health. Mr. Damon, you might want to consider preparing some foods she likes.”

Finally, the doctors left one after another. Nathan gave Damon a mocking smile and was promptly kicked out of the room by Damon.

On the other hand, Chloe seemed completely unaffected, as if she hadn't just been retching her guts out, but Damon let out a sigh of relief, sitting on the couch, rubbing his temples.

Either he didn't fuss at all, or he drove himself crazy when he did. He was nervous from start to finish, and Chloe saw it all.

She got up and snuggled into his arms, tilting her head back to plant a gentle kiss on his face.

Damon looked down at her unusually obedient demeanor today, feeling utterly helpless.

“What am I going to do with you?"

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