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…”

the stage. All the voices combined, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the banquet hall

her head to look down at the stage. Her gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on the entrance of the side hall of the banquet hall. A tall figure was

slowly turning around, staring intently at the man walking towards the stage. He was dressed in a pristine white suit,

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

he got closer, his steps became

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

tightly closed; even though he tried to control his expression, seeing Chloe’s swollen

and quickly reached her side. Almost halfway there, he had already stretched out his long, strong arms towards Chloe, finally pulling Chloe into his

arms.

into his body, as if only in

little. The unique fresh scent of the man filled her nose, enveloping her completely. The coldness of his

back.” She whispered, obviously relieved, but her voice couldn’t

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

had such a gentle and careful voice; he cared for

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

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

each word trembling

to break. He let go of her, staring at the uncontrollable tears on the woman’s face,