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…”

from below the stage. All the voices combined, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the banquet hall to its

head to look down at the stage. Her gaze swept across the hall, finally landing on the entrance of the side hall of

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

Seeing the man, she felt hurt, but also very grateful

Chloe, never shifting. As he got closer, his steps

naturally, making way for him. He was

though he tried to control his expression, seeing Chloe’s swollen eyes,

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

arms.

as if he wanted to 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

her nose, enveloping her completely. The coldness of his body made Chloe feel warm, finally putting

finally back.” She whispered, obviously relieved, but her voice

carefully 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

and careful voice;

received the man’s tenderness, her sense of grievance intensified. “I’ve been waiting for

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

every second.” Chloe whispered, each word trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

He let go