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.”

Enter title…

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

she was given. There was no point in

face now.

edge, fearing any possible mishap,

let them fuss

daily visits from friends

to

would pop in now and then, sometimes disappearing for

times appearing

every trick in the book to keep Stanley at

openly engage

with him.

spare moments strategizing how to handle

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

she relaxed and let them have

Damon and Stanley could tell Chloe was worried, so

as not to truly alarm

Damon had found an effective way to manage

—

visit Chloe, and as soon as they

over to hug Chloe’s

are my little

Chloe saw Anya with newfound

daughter. “They’re doing

she replied,

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

hand gently on it, patting softly.

my little cousins, so it’s only right for Anya

about them. I promise I’ll always

of

though. Will you be

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

try my best to

and endearing, trying so hard to

was utterly adorable. The thought

aunt made

hung up her coat and joined them, she

and Chloe, though her expression was

amusement and resignation.

to

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

or playing now? Are they

chuckled, shaking her head, “They’re

“I see.”

seemed a tad disappointed, probably eager

the nearby sofa, swinging her legs as she kept

just wait quietly for them to wake up and then

out a resigned laugh and said to Chloe, “Ever since

that one time, she’s

I get bored at home, and

having her

know when she might

softly, changing the subject, “Did

“No,

change in her

stopped swinging her legs, chimed in,

to see pretty ladies

noticing Yulia’s discomfort, and directed

to Anya. “Do you know

shook her head, “I don’t. But I know that each time, the

different.”

an

turn, one that seemed to

of grown-up troubles, even in