The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

With a smug smile, Rose arched her eyebrows and patted her rounded belly,

“We’ll just have to see how our son turns out. I just hope he doesn’t inherit your

emotional intelligence and end up driving his future wife away.”

“If that ever happens, it won’t just be about getting back at him for your sake,

we’ll be lucky if we can even keep our son around.”

As she spoke, Rose suddenly shivered.

“I have no idea if Damon will spoil his daughter. What am I thinking… Of course,

he will. I can’t even begin to imagine how far he’ll go. If our son ever crosses his

little princess, I dread to think what kind of crazed things he might do.”

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Morrison frowned, torn between which matter to address first. Should he

comment on her dig about his emotional intelligence, or Damon’s potential for

madness?

But before he could get a word in, Rose had already taken a deep breath and

continued. “Anyway, it’s their own business. If our boy really does end up hurting

Little Moon’s feelings and gets a taste of his own medicine, he’ll have it coming,

right?”d2

She turned her gaze to Morrison with a swift shift in tone.

Morrison’s scalp tingled, “Why do I feel like there’s a hidden message in what

you’re saying?”

Rose chuckled, “Oh no, you’re just overthinking it. So, do you agree with me?”

That smile seemed eerily mischievous.

Morrison chuckled nervously, “Whatever you say is right, dear.”

Rose looked pleased, “Mm-hmm.”

—

Carrying twins was proving to be quite the challenge for Chloe. At eight months,

Damon had flown in the best doctors from overseas and had Jane on a 24-hour

watch by Chloe’s side.

In truth, Chloe was faring better than many other women expecting twins, but

when had Damon ever paid attention to the pregnancies of others?

He attended all of Chloe’s appointments, which were private, and he had only

seen a few other expectant mothers, all with single pregnancies. Next to Chloe’s

belly, they seemed to have it easy, making Damon even more cautious.

By the eighth month, walking had indeed become a struggle. Chloe graciously

help she was given. There was

face now.

her was on edge, fearing any possible mishap,

own—she let them

daily visits from friends and family,

to

now and then, sometimes disappearing for

at other times appearing almost

had tried every trick in the book to keep Stanley at bay,

to openly engage

with him.

his spare moments

first, Chloe was concerned, but as it became apparent that their antics

relaxed and let them

Chloe was worried, so they

as not to truly

found an effective way to manage

—

Chloe, and as soon as they entered,

to hug

are my little cousins

motherhood on the horizon, Chloe

a daughter. “They’re doing just fine,

replied, her voice

round eyes fixed on Chloe’s belly, and after a moment of

hand gently

“They are my little cousins, so

I promise I’ll always

sweet of you, Anya. They

you be

her head confidently, “It’s okay. They’re little,

I will try my best to keep them from

and endearing, trying so

was utterly adorable. The thought of her children

made Chloe’s heart swell with

Yulia hung up her coat and joined them,

between Anya and Chloe, though her expression was a

amusement and resignation.

not to bump into Chloe,

careful,” Anya replied, then turned back to Chloe’s belly.

or playing now? Are they being

shaking her head, “They’re being good.

“I see.”

eager to play with them. She

sofa, swinging her

belly. “I’ll just wait quietly for them to wake up

out a resigned laugh and said

she’s

get bored at home, and Anya is such a good

having

never know

smiled softly, changing the subject, “Did Nathan bring

“No, he’s been tied

change in her

had stopped swinging her legs, chimed

to see pretty ladies

noticing Yulia’s discomfort, and

Anya. “Do you

her head, “I don’t. But I

different.”

raised an eyebrow,

turn, one that

of grown-up troubles, even in the