The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1259

She had every intention to storm the stage and yank Chloe down, but out of the blue, a figure appeared, snagging her arm and rudely shoved her off the stage.

“Ahh!” Carolina fell from the stage with a thud, followed by Carolina’s piercing scream.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. No matter what, she was an old lady, such a fall must’ve broken something, right?

But the people on stage were even more shocked than those below. Wendy turned pale as a ghost, standing unsteadily, retreating involuntarily.

“Nate!?”

Wasn’t he supposed to have left with Damon? How did he pop up out of nowhere?

Could it be…

Presley was also furrowing his brows. “Nate, why are you back?!”

Chloe was even more surprised, looking up at Nate, frozen, her eyes trembling slightly. She swayed a little, and hurriedly walked to Nate’s side, grabbing onto his sleeve tightly. She looked up at him, her lips trembling as she asked, “Nate, is Damon back?”

covered in sweat. He gave Chloe

an exclamation came from below the stage. All the voices combined, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the banquet hall to its

head to look down at the stage. Her gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on the

at the man walking towards the stage. He was dressed in a pristine white suit, a crystal boutonniere on his

slightly. Seeing the man, she felt hurt, but also very grateful

on Chloe, never shifting. As he got closer, his steps became more

parted naturally, making way for him. He was getting closer to

followed him, her eyes reddening. Damon kept his lips tightly closed; even though he tried to control his expression, seeing Chloe’s swollen eyes, his gaze

there, he had already stretched out his long, strong arms towards

arms.

if only in this way, he could calm his

held tightly by the man’s strong arms, her body ached a little. The unique fresh scent of the man filled her nose, enveloping her completely. The coldness of his body made Chloe feel warm,

finally back.” She whispered, obviously relieved, but her voice

styled hair for tonight, and held her tightly once more. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I’m sorry.” He kept kissing her hair, his voice

had such a gentle and careful voice; he

the man, her tightly strung heart finally relaxed. Having received the man’s tenderness, her sense of

That feeling of expecting every second, but disappointing every

word

crying with such a sense of grievance, the voice trembling, the body shaking. Damon felt his heart was about to break. He let go

He said softly, bending down to