The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1831

Chapter 1831

Flipping through her contact list, she was somewhat surprised to find that she

was still a member of the old school class group chat that had been set up years

ago. But her surprise was fleeting, replaced by a sense of indifference.

These group chats tended to linger in the background, mostly ignored by

everyone. Muting and hiding the group was practically a rite of passage.

Better to let the chat fade into obscurity than to risk offending someone by

booting them out. After all, one more silent member hardly made a difference.

She scrolled through the list of names, her lips curving slightly when she

recognized a name that wasn’t completely unfamiliar.

Enter title…

Clicking on the chat box, her smile was soft and natural. However, to Alyssa and

Elizabeth, watching from across the room, there was something inexplicably

unsettling about it.

Elizabeth, clutching Alyssa’s hand, leaned in and whispered, “I don’t know why,

but I can’t shake the feeling that I kind of pity Morrison. It’s strange, isn’t it?”

Alyssa nodded in agreement. “I had the same thought.”

Elizabeth’s gaze met Alyssa’s for a few seconds before they both looked back at

Chloe, their hands tightening around each other’s.

Indeed, you wouldn’t want to cross any woman, particularly Chloe. There was

something about her calm, placid smile that was downright unnerving.

Damon walked over from the kitchen, holding a tray with fruits, cakes, and juice

on top.

Chloe was busy on her phone, smiling contently, as Damon silently sat beside

her and placed the tray on the coffee table. He then gently took her phone away

and set it aside.

Chloe’s brow creased slightly in a clear display of displeasure.

Alyssa and Elizabeth paused, sitting close together.

Pregnant women experienced significant emotional fluctuations, and

considering Chloe seemed to be dealing with something important at the

moment, could Damon’s overbearing actions be hitting the wrong nerve.

In fact, when Chloe got upset, she didn’t engage in loud arguments or scenes.

Even if she had a falling out with Damon, she never showed it to others. She

would still maintain her usual cheerful and lively demeanor.

However, the more she acted like this, the more suspicious they became in their

who was laughing with

a cold or petulant look to someone

irked them.

looking displeased at Damon. Her crimson

and her eyes carried a

you having cake?” Damon’s voice was casual as

on the coffee

the cake, and

pouted, “Didn’t

remained silent, taking the fruits and juice

tray, leaving only the cake on it. He then handed her

had indeed been craving cake, having

only to be flatly

pleaded, but he had promptly listed all the reasons why cake was

to sleep in

regret,

but still

“Go ahead”

steaming cup of tea and placed it on the table,

missus. The cake was made by the master right

and the

a

with gratitude as she turned to Damon. “On behalf of

ones, thank you,

“Well, so it’s not

fluffy piece of cake and

babies

took the tray from her lap. “If

shouldn’t eat.”

wait…” Chloe reached for the cake that was

serious, giving her no chance to reach it

babies really want to try your

“They don’t deserve it”

break their

not like you

matter” Damon said coldly. “As long as you

Elizabeth, seated across from them, huddled

can’t stand this anymore. I’m

can’t either.

words left Chloe red-faced and flustered. As she

being held out of reach, her lips parted in a slight pout.

wants it. The babies are

smile as

me?”

further, and she nodded

“Then call me hubby.”

lowered even

light threat from Damon, Chloe’s

she put a hand on his

others.

their gazes

The

glanced at the corner,

hubby, and

pecked him on the lips. “Can we change

to a kiss instead?”

“No!

“Two kisses?”

“No- “Damon…

with that forlorn look, Damon relented,

get your

Chloe sighed, “Hubby.”

kisses would take all night. Who can say what might

a good opportunity slip by, and

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