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…”

below the stage. All the voices combined, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the

finally landing

walking towards the stage. He was dressed in

slightly. Seeing the man, she felt

on Chloe, never shifting. As he got

parted naturally, making way for him. He was getting closer

eyes reddening. Damon kept his lips tightly closed; even though he tried to control his

there, he had already stretched out his long, strong arms

arms.

wanted to melt her into his body, as if only in this way, he could calm his

fresh scent of the man filled her nose, enveloping her completely. The coldness of his body made Chloe

obviously relieved, but her voice couldn’t

her tightly once more. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I’m sorry.” He kept kissing her hair, his voice full of guilt, his trembling

careful voice;

held by the man, her tightly strung heart finally relaxed. Having received the man’s tenderness, her sense of grievance intensified. “I’ve been waiting for you

felt hurt; she was complaining. That feeling of expecting every second, but

whispered, each word trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming

with such a sense of grievance, the voice trembling, the body shaking. Damon felt his heart was about to break. He let go of her, staring at the uncontrollable tears