After a deep kiss, Chloe’s cheeks inevitably blushed a conspicuous shade of crimson.

Damon glanced at the little babies and pursed his lips, far from pleased. Clearly, they were like two little

gooseberries.

“Join me for lunch.”

It was only away from these little gooseberries that they could have their real alone time.

Chloe instinctively turned towards the bed, where their adorable babies lay, her expression filled with reluctance.

She hadn’t spent that much time with the babies, after all.

Damon’s firm hand on her waist tightened slightly.d2

“They’ve taken up so much of the time that belongs to me. The only reason they’ve gotten away with it is for your

sake, because they’re your precious ones.”

Chloe blinked. “They’re your precious ones too.”

Damon’s lips formed a straight line, his demeanor clearly showing a touch of annoyance. “If you keep favoring

them over me, they might just lose that privilege.”

Chloe couldn’t help but chuckle, reaching up to touch his forehead. “Come on, wake up. They’re your son and

daughter, your flesh and blood. You should be happy I love them so much.”

Damon took her hand from his forehead and bit gently on her knuckle. “I used to let them have their way, but not

anymore. If you don’t start reflecting and take action, they’ll never get another minute of your time from me.”

Chloe laughed in spite of herself. “What do you want for lunch? I’ll make it and bring it over.”

That finally got a smile out of Damon. “I want anything you make.”

Chloe smiled back, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of his embrace. “You really should get going.”

Damon glanced outside the window. Then nonchalantly turned back, “He can be an eyesore sometimes.”

Chloe raised an eyebrow and looked out the window, “Maybe he really did something wrong.”

Damon checked his watch, his voice cool and detached, “Is that so?”

Chloe sighed softly, found a jacket for Damon, and helped him into it. “Let them sort it out.”

“Mm.”

He walked over to the bed, kissed each of the tiny, soft cheeks, and then headed downstairs.

quickly opened the car

Chloe stood by the window,

usual, Damon’s car stopped

that man.

Boyd’s gaze shift

down, and Damon’s handsome profile reflected in Boyd’s light brown

naturally imbued with a

Yasmine away right under his nose last time, Boyd

Even now, standing on Damon’s soil, he couldn’t

at his watch. “I hear you made a mistake

straight to the point, hitting Boyd’s sore

brow furrowed, but Damon watched

even after seven or eight years. The mistake must have been quite

mockery, irritating Boyd.

to a

his pockets

hit the ground, Damon spoke again, “Better to atone with

driver’s seat, was slightly taken aback. When

wife’s mother, feelings between two people couldn’t be interfered with, no matter

were. Hadn’t his wife

Damon was never the type to meddle.

from Boyd.

glance at Damon’s expression –

I’ll let you linger until death. But it seems to me, rather than wasting away

spare yourself some agony. I understand though, fear of death is

to Boyd once more

closed, and the car departed. Chloe watched Damon’s car

motionless, lost in thought. After a while, he suddenly reached for a

stood facing the mansion’s gate, silent

too far to

to him. It was rare to see Boyd smoke.

an answer. She turned back to the bed, and seeing her babies’

resist showering them with

went straight to the

her face in their small chests, causing them to giggle. Then she stood up, her

hint of grievance.

“What’s wrong?”

a deep breath, looking ready to cry, “Chloe, did

Chloe was confused: “Hm?”

she says you’re

then

“Is it true, Chloe?”

I did mention it

her. “How can you just kick her

me look

of concern etched on her face. “So, where

sniffed slightly, “In her room, no doubt crying

her then. Can you

nodded vigorously, “Sure, you

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