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.

by the door. He quickly opened the car

stood by the window, watching the vehicle until it was out of

opened, but instead of leaving slowly as usual, Damon’s car

that man.

Boyd’s gaze shift to

Damon’s handsome profile reflected in Boyd’s light brown eyes. His cold

imbued with a chill. His smile was cold and

forcibly took Yasmine away right under his nose last time,

Even now, standing on Damon’s soil, he

watch. “I hear you

straight to the point, hitting

but Damon watched him

forgiveness even after seven or eight years.

were laced with mockery, irritating Boyd. “What are you trying

was drawn to a falling maple

his

spoke again,

was slightly taken aback. When had Damon

two people couldn’t be interfered with, no

were. Hadn’t his wife always

Damon was never the type to

a glare from Boyd. “It is none

He sneaked a glance at

death. But it

some agony. I understand though, fear of death is

to Boyd once more with a

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

stood unchanged, motionless, lost in thought.

the mansion’s gate,

to make

had said to him. It

she couldn’t come up with an answer. She turned back to

resist showering them

and entered. She went straight to the adorable little ones. Delighted by their lively

chests, causing them to giggle. Then she stood up,

hint of grievance.

“What’s wrong?”

breath, looking ready to cry, “Chloe, did you say something to your

Chloe was confused: “Hm?”

she says you’re

paused, then laughed

“Is it true, Chloe?”

“Yeah. I did

you just kick

me

through her hair, a look of

slightly, “In her room, no doubt crying

then. Can

vigorously, “Sure, you go

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