The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1878

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.

was already waiting by the door. He quickly opened the car door when he saw

and Chloe stood by the window, watching the vehicle until

usual, Damon’s

that man.

gaze shift to the

down, and Damon’s handsome profile reflected

like they were naturally imbued with a chill. His

away right under his nose last time, Boyd seemed to have been

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

and glanced at his watch. “I hear you made

the point, hitting Boyd’s

brow furrowed, but Damon

couldn’t receive forgiveness even after seven or eight years. The mistake must have been

were laced with mockery,

was drawn to a falling maple leaf,

his pockets

again, “Better to

was slightly taken aback. When had Damon

feelings between two

Hadn’t his wife always

was never the type to meddle. What was going

from Boyd. “It

his head uncomfortably. He sneaked a glance at Damon’s expression – there was

until death. But it seems to me, rather than wasting away here,

agony. I

finished calmly, lifting his eyes to Boyd

Chloe watched Damon’s car disappear completely before turning

Boyd. He stood unchanged, motionless, lost in thought. After a while, he suddenly reached for a

the mansion’s gate, silent

far to

It was rare to see Boyd smoke. Was

couldn’t come up with an answer. She turned back to the bed, and seeing her

couldn’t resist showering

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

them to giggle. Then she stood up, her face turning

hint of grievance.

“What’s wrong?”

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

Chloe was confused: “Hm?”

And she

paused, then laughed

“Is it true, Chloe?”

“Yeah. I did

disapprovingly at her. “How can you just kick her out? She’s finally back, with two

me look

her hair, a look of concern etched on her face. “So, where

“In her room,

her then. Can you

“Sure, you go check

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