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…”

could finish, an exclamation came from below the stage. All the voices combined, instantly pushing the atmosphere of

her head to look down at the stage. Her gaze swept across the hall, finally

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 of grace as if he

her eyelashes trembling slightly. Seeing the man, she felt hurt, but also

gaze was fixed on Chloe, never shifting. As he

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

though he tried to control his expression, seeing Chloe’s swollen eyes, his gaze couldn’t help but

her side. Almost halfway there, he had already stretched out his long, strong arms

arms.

if he wanted to melt her into his body, as if only in

filled her nose, enveloping her completely.

obviously relieved, but her voice couldn’t help but

for tonight, and held her tightly once more. “I’m sorry, Chloe, I’m sorry.” He kept kissing her

voice; he cared for her so much.

wronged, now being held by the man, her tightly strung heart finally relaxed. Having received the man’s

complaining. That feeling of expecting every second, but

whispered, each 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