The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

In the dimly lit study, the air was thick with tension.

Chloe, fresh from a soak in the tub, was once again drenched in sweat. Caught by a man starved for months, she knew the outcome would be memorizing.

Whenever she hesitated to compromise, she worried that Damon would strain her physically. The pain of childbirth had scarred her heart, and the stitches that followed haunted her with every pull and twinge, making it an indelible memory.

She was, in truth, frightened of that pain. Thus, it had become a no-go zone, both physically and psychologically. But she couldn’t let her fear stop him forever.

It had indeed been too long.

At first, she was too shy to let him touch her because of her insecurity about her body, but as time dragged on, she worried that he would only grow more fierce. And so, she had steeled herself for this encounter.d2

Thankfully, the anticipated pain never came.

Damon was relentless. Cradled in his arms, utterly spent, Chloe’s voice was a mere whisper, fragmented almost beyond coherence, “Enough… it’s… time for… dinner.”

Damon, seemingly deaf to her plea, scooped her up and carried her back to the desk, where he pressed the intercom button.

The phone was quickly answered.

“Hello.”

“Dinner is postponed by thirty minutes.”

“Alright.”

The maid hesitated before complying, then swiftly relayed the message to the kitchen.

Chloe cursed inwardly, regretting letting his desire build for so long. “The babies will probably start fussing soon.”

“There are plenty of people to tend to them.”

“But…”

“No excuses, you’re mine right now.”

He’d stressed this point many times, and she never took him seriously. Today was a lesson in action.

Resigned to her fate, Chloe clung to Damon’s shoulders, pressing her body against his, murmuring softly, “Be gentle.”

His grip tightened at her words.

Noticing the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go too hard please.”

“I’ll try.” His response was terse, his passion unleashed.

Chloe bit her lip. This was going to be intense.

—

The celebration banquet was a hive of activity.

Employee after employee called, each eager to attend the twins’ celebration.

Chloe was initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he’d handle the arrangements, she gave her consent.

Elizabeth, ever the worrier, wanted the twins’ celebration to be grand and had spent days overseeing the plans. Naturally, the children’s care fell mostly on Yasmine and Chloe.

…

afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two bottles of formula to

was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking

for the twins, no longer the icy figure she

in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he

a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought it through

a comfortable

the window

can’t think

heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the children. But until her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only

but on this issue, Yasmine seemed to have

you at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe replied

wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his

then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him better than

had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what did it have to do with her,

invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

chair, her gaze returned to the

celebration banquet is over, are

Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me staying at your

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll get

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if I’m in the

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be

into a gentle smile, “You’ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How many sets of a hundred days does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your

never thought I’d live to see the day when I’d be scorned

I remember her, was an independent, strong, and charismatic woman.

standing before me now is evading issues,

almost simultaneously. Chloe gently wiped their mouths with a burp cloth and stood up, cradling the empty bottles and walking over to

that person could outright buy a patch of my land to

pursed her lips, staying

the empty bottles and wiping the babies’ mouths, she mused, “Do you think I should really sell him

her by

on the arched

bottles from Chloe’s hand, “Live your own life and stop meddling

see the babies. If it’s convenient, I’ll bring them over

her breath, casting a cold glance at her daughter before taking the bottles and

the twin cribs, looking down at the two happy babies gazing up at her, her face unable to hide

miss Grandma

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

obligingly cooed

know, Grandma’s been so

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

“But Grandma has her own life to live, right? To make her happy, we need to let her find her way

kept their eyes fixed on her face, giggling and kicking their little limbs, their voices

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