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…”

exclamation came from below the stage. All the voices combined, instantly pushing the

hall, finally landing on the entrance of the side hall of the banquet hall.

the stage. He was dressed in a pristine white suit, a crystal boutonniere on his chest gleaming, a picture of grace as if he stepped out of a

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

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

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

him, her eyes reddening. Damon kept his lips tightly closed; even though he tried to control his expression, seeing Chloe’s swollen eyes,

had already stretched out his long, strong

arms.

as if only in this

arms, her body ached a little. The unique fresh scent of the man filled her nose, enveloping her completely. The

She whispered, obviously relieved, but her voice couldn’t

sorry, Chloe, I’m sorry.” He kept kissing her hair, his voice full of guilt, his

gentle and careful voice; he cared for her so

wronged, now being 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

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

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

a sense of grievance, the voice trembling, the body shaking. Damon felt his heart was about to break. He let go of