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.

in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with

sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the

over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure

want to get involved in the celebration. What are

If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought it

a comfortable position, hugging

one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with

think of anything

from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a distance, getting close now and then, only to

in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

least make a gesture?”

Chloe replied

attending his great-grandchildren’s celebration banquet is his right,

“Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably

topic, so that was the reason. But what did it have to

his own accord, so why

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she continued to support

her gaze returned to

the celebration banquet is over,

her expression growing

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

your own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll get you another

“Fine, kick me out if I’m

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

days. How many sets of a hundred days does life give you? You sure you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your

instantly, “I never thought I’d live to see the day when I’d be scorned by

as I remember her, was an independent, strong, and charismatic woman. Decisive and clear-cut in her actions, she never dawdled or

at her with a smile, “But the woman standing before me now is evading issues, far from solving them. Is this really the mother

cloth and stood up, cradling the empty bottles and walking over

might start believing that that person could outright buy a patch of my land to settle down here

pursed her lips, staying silent this

babies’ mouths, she mused, “Do you think I should really sell

up and joined her by the window,

same figure on the arched bridge beside the manor, a fixture in the

bottles from Chloe’s hand, “Live your own life and stop meddling with others. If you think I’m an

you’re always welcome to see the babies. If it’s convenient, I’ll

held her breath, casting a cold glance at her daughter before taking

back to the center of the twin cribs, looking down at the two happy babies

you miss Grandma if she

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

obligingly

know, Grandma’s been so good to you,

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

her own life to live, right? To make her happy, we

they kept their eyes fixed on her face,

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