His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1372 - 1072: He added her as a friend_1

Chapter 1372: Chapter 1072: He added her as a friend_1

Chapter 1072

Charles Carrington chuckled: "In any case, Grandpa, there is no need to question whether Chloe Collins is my sister or not. If she is willing, we will immediately bring her back to recognize her ancestors."

This matter seems to be inevitable now.

The Master was silent. His mind blanked out for a moment; the impact was substantial.

He had weathered all sorts of storms in his life, but he hadn’t seen anyone like Chloe who constantly revealed astonishing secrets.

Evelyn Thompson quickly chimed in, "Dad, remember? You used to say it would be great if Charles had a daughter and our two families could become in-laws. Now that this dream has come true, you must be happy."

The corners of the Master’s mouth drooped slightly, his brows furrowed.

The atmosphere was slightly oppressive.

Just as William Foster was about to say something to relieve the tension, the Master raised his hand to stop him. His penetrating gaze fell on Chase Carrington, "Do you know about her medical condition?"

Chase Carrington slowly replied, "Is it because of this that Master Foster does not agree with this marriage?"

The Master pursed his lips and sighed, saying nothing.

His silence was an implicit acknowledgment.

Chase Carrington lightly curved his lips. His demeanor exuding an air of kingship, he calmly said, "Right now, she doesn’t acknowledge me, so I can’t intervene. However, I must say, Master Foster, whoever marries her in the future will be blessed. I hope that this blessing will fall on the Fosters."

His soothing voice and plain words struck the Master’s heart.

Without a doubt, he wanted to accept Chloe as his granddaughter-in-law, but he reluctantly let go because of those factors, considering the future.

Now hearing the head of the Carringtons say this, he became indecisive.

The resolution he had barely made before began to waver.

The dinner ended in less than an hour.

Alex and his family saw off the Carringtons at the door, watching them leave.

Throughout the process, Alex didn’t bring up the matter of the gifts, and it seemed Chase had understood. He stopped the gift bombardment the next day and instead started to text Chloe.

The first time she received the message, Chloe thought it was a scam and promptly blocked it.

The message only said: "It’s cold, dress warmly."

The next day, Charles messaged her on the messaging app.

"My dear niece, our dad texted you. Have you seen it?"

"I asked him to add you, please accept his request."

Only after finishing all her work did Chloe see the new friend request.

The other person’s username was very formal: Chase Carrington.

The profile photo was even more formal, featuring the Carrington Enterprise’s logo.

The account seemed like it was for business discussions.

She hesitated for a moment, ignored it, and left to take a shower.

After getting out of the shower, Alex had just returned home. They watched a movie in the living room, had some late-night snacks, and went out for a walk. They had a great time.

When they returned, she felt a little bloated, so she played a two-player fitness game with Alex until they were both drenched in sweat.

They both took a shower.

By the time they went to bed, it was almost midnight.

As was her habit, she picked up her phone to check it and remembered Chase’s friend request.

To her, this man was a complete stranger.

She put her phone down and turned off the lights.

However, she couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning. The pillow was almost reshaped by her, and Alex’s hair was tousled by her into disarray. Then, she straightened it out with her fingers, playing with his hair this way to vent her frustrated feelings.

Alex curled his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He softly asked, "Are you cold? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"No," she murmured.

"Then why can’t you sleep?"

After thinking for a while, Chloe said, "He... wants to add me as a friend."

Lifting her head to confide in him, her lips against his chin, she habitually gave it a slight nip and asked, "Should I accept it?"