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…”

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

finally landing on the entrance of the side hall of the banquet hall. A tall figure

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

Seeing the man, she felt hurt,

fixed on Chloe, never shifting. As he got closer, his steps became more

was getting closer to the stage,

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

Almost halfway there, he had

arms.

if only in this way, he could calm his anxious

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

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

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

and careful voice;

by the man, her tightly strung heart finally relaxed. Having received the man’s tenderness,

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

Chloe whispered, each word trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming

to break. 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