The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chloe was the clever one, unable to voice it herself, she used her babies as a way to step down gracefully.

Boyd was all too aware of what Chloe was up to, but it was enough.

She was right. After twenty-seven years, she was now a married woman with two adorable children of her own. Her composure upon hearing the news had exceeded his expectations. To expect her to suddenly call him ‘Dad’ was indeed a tall order.

However, her attitude had already made things clear. She acknowledged him.

“I’m sorry.”

All these years, he had known, yet he had never been there for her. He, the so-called father, had never provided her with any care, and now, he was truly unworthy of that title.d2

His apology made Yasmine pause in her playful interaction with Little Sun, her gaze falling down, her lips pressing together slightly. Perhaps if she had truly died back then, Boyd wouldn’t have taken this long to face Chloe.

Chloe Herschelt down to nuzzle Little Moon’s cheek, then spoke softly. “It’s too late for any words now, an apology doesn’t hold much substance. A mistake is a mistake, and what’s missed is missed.”

She looked up at him, “Even if I tell you it’s okay, do you really feel it’s okay?”

Boyd’s gaze landed on the little one in her arms, the baby’s curious eyes looking back at him, a tiny mouth opening and closing, those shiny eyes moving around but never leaving him.

This is exclusive content from Noveldrama.com (Swnovel). Please read it on Noveldrama.com to support the author and the translation team!.His features softened unconsciously, and after Chloe finished speaking, he shook his head. “No, it won’t.”

Even if she forgave him, he could never forgive himself. The mistake was his alone to bear, with no chance of redemption. She was right, a mistake was a mistake.

Chloe handed Little Moon over to him. Boyd was stiff, unsure of what to do, but he instinctively reached out to take the baby.

His movements were awkward, far from proper. His arms were rigid, holding the little baby, afraid of causing any harm.

Perhaps the position was really uncomfortable, for Little Moon shifted her head, her little mouth puckered, and she was about to cry.

Chloe guided his arms, pressing Little Moon closer to him, grabbing one of Boyd’s hands to support the baby’s bottom.

The baby was light, almost weightless, and Boyd, fearing she would start crying, began to rock her gently.

Little Moon’s anxious expression gently softened as she looked at Boyd. Her eyes, full of joy, blinked, a luminescent twinkle ignited in them like sparks in the night sky. Her legs playfully kicked about, brimming with exuberance. Her voice, youthful and filled with mirth, echoed, defining the serenity of the moment. Chloe smiled.

Boyd breathed a sigh of relief, and his forehead was beaded with sweat.

“First time holding a baby?” Chloe’s sudden question caught him off guard.

Yasmine turned around.

Boyd didn’t see any issue with the question and nodded. “Yeah.”

A flicker passed through Yasmine’s eyes.

Chloe’s expression remained neutral as she nodded, turned, and caught Yasmine’s slightly dazed look.

Elizabeth, a bit slow on the uptake, stood up from the couch and hooked Chloe’s arm. “Let’s head to the kitchen and plan tonight’s dinner.”

Chloe caught the glint of mischief in Elizabeth’s eyes and let herself be pulled away.

As they reached the kitchen, Elizabeth let out a sigh of relief. “Aren’t you a bit too composed? That man is your biological father!”

Chloe chuckled, heading towards the pantry with Elizabeth following.

“Did you know already?”

Chloe shook her head, selecting vegetables from the fridge, “I had no idea.”

“What’s with the calmness, then?”

“I just know my mother well. From a young age, I could tell she felt nothing for Nick. With her personality, how could she possibly share a bed, much less have children, with someone she didn’t love?”

Chloe turned, placing some greens in the basket.

Elizabeth nodded thoughtfully, “That makes sense. I mean, how could someone like your mom fall for a man like Nick? And allowing to have an affair? She wouldn’t let a man slip from her grasp that easily.”

Chloe also agreed with Elizabeth’s words. If it weren’t for her mother’s willingness, things wouldn’t have reached this point. Perhaps, Nick’s infidelity back then was a kind of liberation for her mother.

But her current puzzle wasn’t about that. It was about the lawsuit with Carolina, the revelation of her blood tie to Nick. Jonah later confessed that Nick wasn’t Carolina’s son but his with a woman named Maria. So Nick and this newfound father, Boyd, were they brothers?

Did her mother know of Nick and Boyd’s relation? Was that why she approached him, so that even if a paternity test was done in the future, there would be no risk?

Was it really so?

She had investigated and found that her mother and Nick had a one-night stand, a mere coincidence. Can life be that coincidental?

After selecting tonight’s dinner ingredients, they left the pantry.

The servant came over to help, and Elizabeth pulled Chloe, who was about to help, out of the kitchen. “You’ll be looking after the babies later. You don’t want to be covered in cooking smells.”

They walked to the dining room and peeked around the corner to see the two in the living room looking after the babies.

Little Moon in Boyd’s arms started to fuss, crying out loud. Boyd became a flustered mess, beads of sweat on his forehead, pacing back and forth in the living room, trying to soothe Little Moon, but the crying indicated his method wasn’t working.

Hearing Little Moon’s cries, Little Sun in Yasmine’s arms began to cry too. The living room was in total disarray.

Elizabeth hurried to intervene but found herself restrained by Chloe’s firm grip. Elizabeth’s heart was breaking at the sound of her grandchildren’s cries, but when she caught Chloe’s expression, a wave of calm washed over her.

As a newly promoted mother, how could she bear to let her precious one cry? Elizabeth’s heart ached, but she knew Chloe felt the same—if not more. Yet, Chloe had made her decision.

“I’ve got it.”

The voice of Yasmine echoed from the living room, pulling Elizabeth’s attention.

Yasmine was settling the still wailing Little Sun into the crib.

at Little Sun who was crying up a storm in the crib. “He’s

her arms, and her posture looked

Little Sun into his arms, trying to mimic Yasmine’s movements and posture, but he was at a loss, looking towards Yasmine

Moon in her arms, Yasmine glanced at him, “Just wait.

surprise, gazing down at his

feeling a pang of sympathy

As Little Moon ceased crying, Little Sun in Boyd’s arms also quieted down. It was nothing short of

the

Elizabeth, previously tense,

gently wiped Little Moon’s tear-streaked face with a

broaden their view;

for a moment but then relaxed,

Sun looked visibly more

“Like that.”

an approval from Yasmine, Boyd’s face finally

smiled at Chloe and pulled her back to the kitchen for a glass of water, settling themselves at the dining table. “I’ve come to understand your mom’s temperament well. Considering her relationship with Boyd for so many years, there must be deep-seated reasons. She lost a baby once. And you,

Elizabeth was speaking so much about her mother today. Elizabeth didn’t usually pry into such personal affairs. By the end, she realized Elizabeth was worried about her angering her mother and, by extension, affecting her rapport with her.

now is just considering how to make her

made me sadder

just the way it was? The harshest words spoken were like knives to one’s own

affection in its truest form? To

“But I tell you, your mom accepting Boyd

to say ‘it’s okay’ to

for herself? If it were me, I’d give Royce a piece of my mind, then tend to him right after. Quick

and Chloe decided

eyebrow at the sight of Boyd. Usually, he encountered Boyd outside. His presence inside the home

Chloe in the kitchen washing vegetables, he teased, “Mrs. Harper, have I been overpaying the

aside, uninterested in their

a smile on her face upon seeing her well-dressed husband. “Back

his hand resting on her

a warm cherry into his mouth. “The water’s

warmth of the cherry, Damon didn’t finish his

him out of

going on? Why let him inside? The man I introduced seems quite taken with

a hint of mirth as she asked, “So, what do we

on his face. “I’m not entirely sure. But I think your

stance had been unmistakably clear this

you worried

been holding a grudge since I

the incident that brought his mother back—and the bullet wound Damon suffered in the process—her expression momentarily darkened. But before she could sink into concern, Damon’s arms wrapped around her waist,

laugh at his words. Did he really need

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but relaxed. Boyd sat there

him, her face calm but stern, an

remained silent, anxious not to annoy Yasmine. In reality, he was tormented by the thought of what might happen

then, the moment

living room, Yasmine announced

resting on the railing, twitched as if electrified at her words. The brief smile that had

even keep that one promise, what right do you have to stand before

Yasmine’s declaration that she wouldn’t return that night. But as she continued, they began to grasp the gravity of the situation, throwing

on the crib tightened, his knuckles turning white, his entire demeanor visibly tense. He remained silent, his pain palpable. It was as if

away from the babies. If you hurt them, you might

refusal to forgive himself turned his life into a

she was being too harsh. But still, Boyd let

ascend the stairs, pausing after a few

watched her retreating back, anticipating her next words, but she stopped, not continuing, and went upstairs. They were left with a mix of confusion

You didn’t agree to leave her, did you?” Elizabeth couldn’t help

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the butler let in Herschel. Direct to the point, he said, “I’m here to

as if he had found a lifeline amidst

darkened as he stepped forward to support Boyd and guide him outside. Boyd hesitated, glancing back at the staircase where Yasmine had

brow furrowed slightly at Herschel’s caution and Boyd’s

the next second. Chloe forced a faint smile, but her concern was evident. Boyd didn’t look well, and she was unaware of the promise he still owed his

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villa, Boyd didn’t invite Herschel in. Alone, he entered the villa where the glass bottle remained

glass of water, but seeing Boyd standing motionless by

stood there the entire

heading to the bathroom was startled by his pale, ghostly appearance. She mustered the courage to approach and asked timidly, “Sir, why

Boyd remained still.

“Sir…”

her, and she

“Go rest,” he said.

haunting her thoughts, his

his stiff legs barely Herschelding. If not for the sofa, he might have

began their morning chores, they

you like for breakfast?” A clueless servant approached to ask, but after a long pause, there was no response, and she

he fixated on

not just this morning. He’s been like that since last night, probably didn’t

noticed only the sir returned

seems like a birthday gift he gave to Ma’am. Yesterday, it looked like the madam wanted to

would she? He is so good to her, but Ma’am seems to barely tolerate him, always giving him the

they were younger. I don’t know what she wrote in there, but she wants

His eyes flickered. He

conclusion: her request to leave him. For years, whenever she spoke to

had stumbled upon a weakness she could exploit, there was no chance she would let

been sitting in the living room since last night, through the early hours of the morning, and from dawn until dusk. The household staff tiptoed around, fearful of making

a statue, he sat in silence, emanating an aura so still

only sign he was still among the living came when Herschel

a full day without food, water, or a wink of sleep, that the staff mustered the courage

Boyd’s