The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1212

Chapter 1212

Chapter 1212

Chloe gave a small smile, "Ms. Wendy going to such extremes shows how great Damon is"

If he wasn't that awesome, why would others be so desperate for him?

Carolina went to extremes for money. No one can deny,

money was one hell of a good thing. Wasn't the whole world hustling non-stop for money?

Wendy went to extremes for love. In this world, the only thing that could possibly rival money was love.

She got the best love in the world. How many people wished for this kind of love?

She should feel lucky that her only rival now was Wendy,

because she didn't have that many love rivals. Otherwise,

all the women related to Damon... How many rivals would she have to face?

"You're such a dork! Praising your husband like that, aren't you afraid he'll be shy?" Rose crossed her arms over her chest, couldn't help but tease. She sighed inwardly, Chloe was not the old Chloe anymore.

Chloe blushed, "I... I'm just telling the truth."

“Alright! You're all about the truth!" Rose raised her hands in surrender. The truth can really hurt.

Just as they finished speaking, Elizabeth's phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, she paused for a moment, and her smile instantly faded.

The living room fell silent.

Elizabeth answered the call, her expression cold and her voice deliberately lowered, devoid of any emotion. "Hello.

"It's me, Grace"

"I know. What's up?" Grace was silent for a while on the other end of the phone before she said, "I heard... Wendy is injured, I've heard some rumors, and I just want to know what exactly happened.

Elizabeth's face was cold, a hint of sneer flashed in her eyes,

but her tone was still polite and cold. "She is indeed injured,

now recuperating at Presley's. However, rumors are rumors,

half-truths, all things have causes and effects. It's not something that can be explained in a few words."

Grace was silent again, laughed dryly after a while. "When Wendy left, I told Presley to take good care of her, I thought even if I didn't say anything, you wouldn't let Wendy be wronged in P City.

Wendy called me, said Presley insisted on taking her back to the Harper family for recovery, but you all left in anger. She also said you don't like her anymore. She was crying during the call. She didn't dare to reach you, so she could only call me to talk to you. You should go back too, Presley is too old to be alone, it's so pitiful.

“Don't ruin your family over some outsider you do not even know about. We couldn't let some outsider sour the relationships at home."

Her tone had no hint of accusation; in fact, it seemed very generous. However, no matter how they were heard, these words made people feel very uncomfortable. In her mind,

Wendy came to the Harper family to recover, ended up driving everyone away. She had already talked to Presley earlier, and even if she hadn't, Elizabeth should have naturally protected Wendy.

These accusations and sarcasm made Elizabeth very angry.

"If Wendy wants to recover at the Harper family’s villa, then she should take care of herself. We have to go back anyway.

It depends on when Wendy can recover.

"Since Wendy called you, I can probably guess where those rumors you just mentioned came from. You should be in P City by now, right? Are you at the Harper family's villa?" Grace closed her lips tightly, looked at Presley sitting across from her, suppressed her anger, forced a smile and said,

“You're really smart. Nothing can get past you. Yes, Wendy suffered so much pain. As her mother, how could I sit by and do nothing?" "We haven't seen each other in a long time. Since you're going to come back anyway, why not come back now?" Elizabeth chuckled lightly, “Alright. I'll listen to you, I'm going back:

After hanging up the phone, Elizabeth's face turned icy cold.

Just looking at that cold expression, you could tell how angry she was.

"I'm pissed!" Elizabeth threw her phone aside, yelled a few times, venting her anger.

Then she suddenly stood up from the sofa. "All she said was for me to go back, right? She's playing generous in front of me, then I'll show her petty."

At the Harper family’s villa, Grace hung up the phone, put away the gloom on her face, and smiled at Presley across from her.

"She should be back soon. Presley, sorry for the trouble."

Grace's words made Presley feel awkward, as he only let Wendy recover at his house. Now being told by her mother that she was causing trouble to him, any dignified person would feel awkward.

The two families had always had a good relationship, and they watched these children grow up, Now her injury was caused by his grandson's wife.

Grace saying this was clearly trying to make him feel awkward. Presley clenched his lips, tightened his jaw, and didn't say a word in the end.

"I'm going upstairs to check on Wendy." Having had enough fun watching Presley's awkwardness, Grace timely suggested going upstairs, to which Presley naturally agreed.

Upstairs, after a night of treatment, Wendy's condition finally stabilized.

At this moment, Wendy was nearly half-dead, her face so pale it was heartbreaking, her eyes lifeless and her lips bloodless. She looked utterly weak.

Seeing Wendy in this state, Grace felt heartbroken.

“Mom..." When Wendy saw Grace, she cried out excitedly,

then tears started flowing from her eyes. Her lips were visibly trembling violently, she looked at her mother, her face full of hurt and helplessness.

Even though Grace was torn up inside, her face showed no excessive sympathy, her gaze indifferent, rarely revealing too much emotion. She was calm and composed, radiating an

unattainable vibe all over her. She always knew how to play the role of a proper high society lady, how to play the hostess in a powerhouse like the Alonso family.

She was neither humble nor arrogant, neither fawning nor vulgar; she always maintained a dignified, elegant, calm and composed image.

She walked over and sat by the bed, looking at Wendy's pale face.