The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1259

She had every intention to storm the stage and yank Chloe down, but out of the blue, a figure appeared, snagging her arm and rudely shoved her off the stage.

“Ahh!” Carolina fell from the stage with a thud, followed by Carolina’s piercing scream.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, unable to believe what they had just witnessed. No matter what, she was an old lady, such a fall must’ve broken something, right?

But the people on stage were even more shocked than those below. Wendy turned pale as a ghost, standing unsteadily, retreating involuntarily.

“Nate!?”

Wasn’t he supposed to have left with Damon? How did he pop up out of nowhere?

Could it be…

Presley was also furrowing his brows. “Nate, why are you back?!”

Chloe was even more surprised, looking up at Nate, frozen, her eyes trembling slightly. She swayed a little, and hurriedly walked to Nate’s side, grabbing onto his sleeve tightly. She looked up at him, her lips trembling as she asked, “Nate, is Damon back?”

Nate looked a bit off, his handsome face covered in sweat. He gave Chloe a smile. “I’m sorry, ma’am, he might…”

All the voices combined,

the stage. Her gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on the entrance

her body suddenly weakened, barely able to stand. Her steps faltered, slowly turning around, staring intently at the man walking towards the stage. He was dressed in a pristine white suit, a crystal boutonniere on his chest gleaming, a picture

smiled, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Seeing the man, she felt hurt, but also very grateful that he appeared in

never shifting. As he got

crowd parted naturally, making way for him. He was getting closer to the stage, his steps

followed him, her eyes reddening. Damon kept his lips tightly closed; even though he tried to control his expression, seeing Chloe’s

strode up the steps, and quickly reached her side. Almost halfway there, he had already stretched out

arms.

melt her into his body, as if only in this way, he could calm his anxious heart, trying to prevent the woman in front of him from being

man filled her nose, enveloping her completely.

obviously relieved, but her voice couldn’t help but

avoiding her beautifully styled hair for tonight, and held her tightly once more. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I’m sorry.” He kept kissing her hair, his voice full of guilt, his trembling deep voice echoed in the silent

had such a gentle and careful voice; he cared for her

received the man’s tenderness, her

complaining. That feeling of expecting every second, but disappointing every second, was

word trembling

He let go of her, staring at the uncontrollable tears on the woman’s face, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe them, but they never seemed I to