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.

Yasmine entered Chloe’s bedroom with two

warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking them in the gentle

demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins,

involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?”

unfazed. “He’s their great-grandfather. If he insists on coming, I can’t stop

milk from her grand-daughter’s mouth. “He probably won’t cause any trouble. I’ve thought it through for him,

comfortable

with one hand, gazed out the window before turning

can’t think of

from so much as holding them.

in Chloe’s mind, but on this

least make a

Chloe replied

such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his great-grandchildren’s celebration banquet

smirked, “Right, then don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ‘insult’ him

so that was the reason. But what did it have to do with her,

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

only to find her Little Sun still too

her chair, her gaze

is over,

faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of

it not long

Yasmine glared at her.

if that’s

me

“Don’t provoke me.”

want to be close to my

her lips 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 own life? Using your grandkids as a shield to hide

thought I’d live to see the day when I’d be scorned by my own daughter, let

I remember her, was an independent, strong, and charismatic woman. Decisive and clear-cut in her

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

gently wiped their mouths with a burp cloth and

person could outright buy a patch of my land to settle down

lips,

mouths, she mused, “Do you think I should really sell him a piece of

up and joined her by the window,

see the same figure on the arched bridge beside the

own life and stop meddling with others. If you think I’m an eyesore in

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

her breath, casting a cold glance at her daughter

turned back to the center of 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

heartily, “I know, Grandma’s been so good to you, you’ll miss

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

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

their eyes fixed on her face, giggling and kicking

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