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 two bottles

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

months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy

involved in the celebration. What are

If he insists on coming,

cause any trouble. I’ve

Sun found a comfortable position, hugging

gazed out the

think

see the children. But until her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but on this issue,

least make a gesture?” Yasmine

Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his great-grandchildren’s celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be

don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how

mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the reason. But what

own accord, so

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it,

her

banquet is over, are you

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

not long

Yasmine glared at her.

own property, and if that’s not enough, I’ll

frown deepened. “Fine, kick me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

to be close to my

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 away—isn’t that a bit

“I never thought I’d live to see the

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

before me now is evading issues, far from solving

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

believing that that person could outright buy

lips,

taking the empty bottles and wiping the babies’ mouths, she mused, “Do you think

joined her by

same figure on the arched bridge beside the manor, a

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

welcome to see the babies.

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

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

will you miss Grandma

“Ah-ee.”

“Doo-ah.”

little ones obligingly

laughed heartily, “I know, Grandma’s been so

“Mm-hmm.”

“Mm-hmm.”

To make her happy, we need to let her find her way back to her love,

on her face, giggling and kicking their little limbs, their voices like tiny bells,

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