The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

After a deep kiss, Chloe’s cheeks inevitably blushed a conspicuous shade of crimson.

Damon glanced at the little babies and pursed his lips, far from pleased. Clearly, they were like two little gooseberries.

“Join me for lunch.”

It was only away from these little gooseberries that they could have their real alone time.

Chloe instinctively turned towards the bed, where their adorable babies lay, her expression filled with reluctance. She hadn’t spent that much time with the babies, after all.

Damon’s firm hand on her waist tightened slightly.d2

“They’ve taken up so much of the time that belongs to me. The only reason they’ve gotten away with it is for your sake, because they’re your precious ones.”

Chloe blinked. “They’re your precious ones too.”

Damon’s lips formed a straight line, his demeanor clearly showing a touch of annoyance. “If you keep favoring them over me, they might just lose that privilege.”

Chloe couldn’t help but chuckle, reaching up to touch his forehead. “Come on, wake up. They’re your son and daughter, your flesh and blood. You should be happy I love them so much.”

Damon took her hand from his forehead and bit gently on her knuckle. “I used to let them have their way, but not anymore. If you don’t start reflecting and take action, they’ll never get another minute of your time from me.”

Chloe laughed in spite of herself. “What do you want for lunch? I’ll make it and bring it over.”

That finally got a smile out of Damon. “I want anything you make.”

Chloe smiled back, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of his embrace. “You really should get going.”

Damon glanced outside the window. Then nonchalantly turned back, “He can be an eyesore sometimes.”

Chloe raised an eyebrow and looked out the window, “Maybe he really did something wrong.”

Damon checked his watch, his voice cool and detached, “Is that so?”

Chloe sighed softly, found a jacket for Damon, and helped him into it. “Let them sort it out.”

“Mm.”

He walked over to the bed, kissed each of the tiny, soft cheeks, and then headed downstairs.

Nate was already waiting by the door. He quickly opened the car door when he saw Damon emerge.

The car rolled away from the house, and Chloe stood by the window, watching the vehicle until it was out of sight.

The gate opened, but instead of leaving slowly as usual, Damon’s car stopped under that ginkgo tree, right beside that man.

Chloe saw Boyd’s gaze shift to the car.

The window rolled down, and Damon’s handsome profile reflected in Boyd’s light brown eyes. His cold personality made his eyes seem like they were naturally imbued with a chill. His smile was cold and unassuming.

Since Damon forcibly took Yasmine away right under his nose last time, Boyd seemed to have been holding a grudge. Even now, standing on Damon’s soil, he couldn’t hide his hostility.

Damon smirked and glanced at his watch. “I hear you made a mistake once.”

He cut straight to the point, hitting Boyd’s sore spot.

but Damon watched him with

seven or eight years. The mistake must

with mockery, irritating Boyd. “What are you trying

was drawn to a falling maple leaf,

hands in his pockets clenched

the ground, Damon spoke again, “Better to atone with death than live

the driver’s seat, was slightly taken aback. When had Damon started meddling in others’ affairs? Even if it involved his wife’s mother, feelings between

Damon was never the type to

a glare from Boyd. “It

glance at Damon’s expression – there was nothing

I’ll let you linger until death. But it seems to me, rather than wasting away here, you might as well end it

calmly, lifting his eyes to Boyd once

her gaze to Boyd. He stood unchanged, motionless, lost

too far to make

him. It was rare to see Boyd

to the

face in their small chests, causing them to giggle. Then she stood up, her face

“What’s wrong?”

ready to cry, “Chloe,

Chloe was confused: “Hm?”

up. And she says you’re kicking her

then

“Is it true, Chloe?”

I did mention it

at her. “How can you just kick her out? She’s finally back, with two

look of concern etched on her face.

room, no

on her then. Can

nodded vigorously, “Sure, you

—

her hand poised to knock, but she decided against it and gently

neatly made bed lay a purse. The room was spartan in its simplicity. After two months, the only personal items on the nightstand were a

woman who had been hurt by Chloe’s unceremonious dismissal stood by the window, wrapped in a woolen tartan shawl,

let out a soft smile as she softly closed the door behind

her face betraying a numb discomfort. She drew the shawl closer and

“What are you looking

together, “Can’t

the window, her gaze settling on the figure lingering at the manor’s entrance. Her lips curled into a smile. “The

mother had come

had turned frosty and silent, Chloe probed,

retorted, “What’s the use of having children when they don’t even want

is an elder, after all, and I can’t very well be rude. The kids have grown accustomed to you, so why don’t

Yasmine’s frown deepened.

brought that man here after all, so it’s only fair you deal with him, right? You’re not scared to face him,

this is childish,” Yasmine could tell Chloe was pushing her to confront Boyd. “Do you really

do you think, if I were to go

that man was too proud to be swayed by a few words

breath and a long look out the window, she conceded that the constant visits

shrugged, “That would be a big