Chapter 300
“Their relationship is moving at a snail’s pace, and I, for the love of God, can’t just sit by and watch!”
That excuse is flimsier than a house of cards.
“Alright, Madam, it’s time for your nap.”
“Hmm. How long do you think we should keep the doors closed? An hour? Or is that too short? Maybe two?”
Sighing in exasperation, Hannah replied, “Madam…
“Never mind, let’s re–open in three hours.”
If those two could last for three whole hours, she might need to warn the kitchen to whip up some energy–boosting dishes for dinner.
Two hours later, Chloe woke up in Damon’s arms.
She didn’t open her eyes immediately, instead, she took in the familiar scent that filled her nostrils.
Her heart skipped a beat before gradually returning to its normal rhythm.
Slowly, she opened her eyes to see Damon’s pristine shirt, slightly creased.
This wasn’t the first time she had woken up in his arms, but compared to that night in the car at Greenfield Village, she felt much more at ease now.
Or rather, she felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
“What’s on your mind?”
Damon had been awake long before Chloe opened her eyes.
Upon hearing his question, Chloe lifted her head from his chest, “I Just woke up, and feels nice now.”
Damon gazed at her with a hint of fatigue on his handsome face and a playful twinkle in his eyes.
Without uttering a word, he leaned in to kiss her. Chloe hesitated for a moment before responding to his kiss.
“Are you awake?”
Damon asked softly, his voice deep and alluring.
“Mhm.” Chloe sat up from his arms, looked out the window, and asked, “Are we having dinner here?”
“Yes, unless you want to leave first.”
Chloe shook her head, “I promised to have dinner with Grandma.”
After the old lady fell asleep, housekeeper Hannah quietly opened the door.
Otherwise, if something did happen between Chloe and Damon, and the door was locked, things could get messy.
By the time Damon and Chloe came downstairs, Hannah was already in the living room with Alyssa.
The old lady beamed with joy when she saw the two of them together.
After all, they had come a long way since Chloe’s first visit.
“Chloe, did you sleep well?”
Chloe’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink, “I had a good sleep, Grandma.”
Hearing this, Alyssa chuckled even more, nodding her head, “That’s good… excellent…”
The implication couldn’t have been clearer.
Chloe’s beautiful face flushed, “Grandma, we didn’t…”
As the two stood close together, Alyssa’s eyes landed on Chloe’s neck, where a noticeable red mark stood out against her fair skin.
Alyssa’s eyes lit up. Seeing Chloe’s obviously embarrassed expression, she laughed, “Ah, I see.”
The ‘see‘ was drawn out for effect.
Chloe took a deep breath and fell silent.
Only then did Alyssa shift her gaze to her grandson. She gave him a thumbs–up behind the wheelchair armrest.
“Keep it up, young man!”
She didn’t specify who she was talking to, but Damon couldn’t help but frown slightly.
