The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1399

Chapter 1399

In public, she was an invincible powerhouse, but behind closed doors, with Damon, she was all soft and sweet. The contrast was fascinating and it gave him a kick.

This just goes to show, she was his and his alone.

"What did you play?"

Chloe blinked, sat down on the chair, and gently struck the piano keys. A familiar melody started to flow.

'Dream Wedding'.

When the piece ended, Chloe turned to him with a smile. "This is the one I promised to play for you."

Damon smiled faintly, caressing her cheek. "It sounds wonderful."

Chloe gave a smile. "The piece is indeed beautiful, but I'm not too fond of it, and you shouldn't be either."

Damon was taken aback, then he laughed. "Why?"

Chloe's fingers danced on the piano keys, playing another piece, each note clear and pleasant to the ear. "There's a sad story behind this piece, and I'm not a fan," she said.

Damon, of course, knew the story she was talking about.

Chloe stopped playing and slowly said, "The story is about a regular boy who falls in love with a princess. But he knows the difference in their ranking, and understands that their love is but a fantasy, so he chooses to leave her alone.

“Six years later, when he returns, the whole country is in a festive mood, flags fluttering everywhere, and people singing joyously.

“He asks a passerby and finds out that the princess is about to marry a prince from a neighboring country.

“People are waiting on the streets for the princess' arrival. He blends into the crowd, waiting quietly. As the princess walks out hand in hand with the prince, the crowd goes wild.

“As the princess walks past him, their eyes meet. Suddenly, he pushes through the crowd, rushing forward.

“The guards draw their swords, but it's too late. He's already in front of the princess. He opens his arms, and at that moment, he sees the fear in the princess' eyes.

“'Don't be afraid, I'll protect you,' he tells the princess, his back pierced by a sword, finally collapsing in the princess' arms.

“He opens his eyes, looks at the princess in her dreamy wedding dress, looking like a pure angel, and gives a small smile.

“He whispers, 'Is this a dream? If it is, it's enough...'"

Chloe's voice gradually lowered, her face looking a bit down.

"He didn't fight for love; he gave up easily because she was a princess, and only dared to see her in a wedding dress in his dreams... To me, he's just a coward."

These were words only a strong person could utter.

So this was Chloe. If she were the princess, she wouldn't like such a coward. That's why she didn’t like this piece. It was not that the piece itself was bad, but she didn’t like the plot of the story behind it.

Damon smiled, gently stroking her hair, "I get it. I don't like it either."

There was a flicker of emotion in Chloe's eyes as she looked up at him. "That's why I only played it for you once."

Damon naturally complied, "Okay."

"Is the music for the state banquet ready?" he asked again.

"Mm, it's ready."

"Can I hear it?"

"Sure."

...

Although dinner was ready, Wendy hadn't come home yet. No matter how hard Grace tried, she couldn't get a hold of her.

After Nate finished speaking, he hung up.

"Cole, what happened? What's wrong with Wendy?" Grace asked anxiously. Cole didn't answer her, he picked up his phone and dialed Damon directly.

At that time, Damon was in the kitchen, preparing dinner for Chloe according to a recipe. Chloe was hovering around him, claiming to help, but Damon didn't let her do anything.

He said the water was too cold. He said chopping vegetables could hurt her hand. He said he didn't trust her with the meat, so he took the knife away.

"I used to cook, you know." Chloe felt that Damon was spoiling her too much, and if this continued, she'd surely get too used to it.

"Mm, I never cooked before." Damon replied simply, but Chloe knew what he meant. Chloe was now his wife, how could she be compared to her past self?

Chloe sighed, not arguing further.

The phone rang, and being idle, she stepped out of the kitchen, returning shortly with a phone in hand. “For you!”

Damon glanced at the number with no contact name saved, his eyes narrowing slightly. He took the phone and then stepped out of the kitchen.

Chloe watched his retreating figure, a look of confusion in her eyes. The number was clearly imprinted in her mind; she wondered why he reacted so strongly to an unknown number.

On the balcony, Damon just picked up the phone, and Cole's voice came through instantly.

"Damon, I heard you've snatched Wendy away. Where is she now?"

Damon's voice was as flat as a pancake. "She's with me, you should've gotten the heads up, she can't go back right now."

"What's the big idea, taking her away all of a sudden?"

"Got some stuff to take care of."

Facing Cole's jittery concern, Damon's voice was ice cold.