The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1396

Chapter 1396

Wendy offered a smile, took a deep breath, and said, "How can I not care, though? If people are influenced by these opinions, it means they're accepting those views. But I'll get through it…"

They were chatting as they walked when hearing Wendy's words, Felix suddenly stopped. "What can I do to help? Wendy, don't carry all this on your own. I want to help. I can't stand seeing you strain like this."

His earnest words, however, left Wendy feeling uncomfortable and pressured. "Felix…" She only said his name, but her voice filled with distance.

Felix quickly responded, "No, no... don't get me wrong. We're friends, right? And I'm about to get hitched…"

Wendy, surprised, asked, "To Elsa?"

Felix shook his head, "No…"

Wendy nodded thoughtfully, letting out a sigh of relief but also a pinch of regret. "Let's celebrate then. It's good news."

"Sure."

They agreed and then left the hospital together. But as soon as they stepped out, Wendy was stopped.

Nate blocked her path, and his face was expressionless. "Ms. Alonso, would you mind coming with me?"

Feeling a strange sense of tension, Wendy took a couple of steps back. "What's the matter?"

Nate simply replied, "Mr. Harper would like to see you."

Damon? Wendy was hesitant.

"Please, Ms. Alonso, step into the car."

Wendy hesitated for a while, but when Nate said, "Mr. Harper is waiting for you. I hope you won't keep him waiting too long." her defenses began to crumble.

After a bit of hesitation, she finally nodded. "Alright."

"Wendy..."

Felix tried to stop her, but Wendy cut him off. "We'll catch up later."

Just as Wendy got into Nate's car, she was forcefully blindfolded.

"Ms. Alonso, please remain calm," Nate said coldly as Wendy struggled. "Mr. Harper doesn't want anyone to know where he's staying."

Wendy's anxiety spiked, and she started to struggle frantically. But it was no use. The place Nate took her to was the last place she wanted to be.

She still remembered the cage, the torture tools on the walls. She even remembered the two men in the cage, the scene of Damon killing a man with his own hands, her wounds getting infected and festering, her fever not subsiding...

"If I were you, I wouldn't dare appear in my line of sight again."

Damon sat on the sofa, his legs crossed, his face cold and ruthless. He exuded a beast-like aura, full of bloodlust and ferocity. However, this bloodlust and ferocity were not ostentatious. He just sat there quietly, as if it was radiating from his very bones.

He was cold to outsiders, but very gentle to Chloe. His natural nobility and dominance were clear to see but the cruelty and bloodlust were hidden deep in his bones.

All these contradictions were now converging together. It was intimidating.

"Ah… let me go, let me go!!"

Wendy resisted with all her might, but it was futile. Her screams echoed in the empty room, mixed with the clanging of chains, giving anyone the creeps.

"No, no…"

After the sound of chains clattering, the two men suddenly let go of Wendy. Her body fell, only to be hung in mid-air by chains. She had dressed up carefully today in hopes of running into Damon. Her gorgeous makeup, luxurious clothes, and exquisite curls were all a mess now.

The anticipation she had before stepping out was so beautiful, but now it was so ridiculous.

As the iron gate closed, Damon slowly opened his eyes, looking through the cage bars at the crying woman inside. At this time, Nate also pushed a cart full of torture tools to Damon's side.

Wendy's pupils suddenly contracted, she shrunk in fear, and the chains clinked.

“Damon, I beg you… don’t…” She pleaded through her tears, unable to stand steadily out of fear.

“I’ll give you a chance now. Tell me how much you like me, how much… you love me.”