The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1876

In the dimly lit study, the air was thick with tension.

Chloe, fresh from a soak in the tub, was once again drenched in sweat. Caught by a man starved for months, she

knew the outcome would be memorizing.

Whenever she hesitated to compromise, she worried that Damon would strain her physically. The pain of childbirth

had scarred her heart, and the stitches that followed haunted her with every pull and twinge, making it an indelible

memory.

She was, in truth, frightened of that pain. Thus, it had become a no-go zone, both physically and psychologically.

But she couldn’t let her fear stop him forever.

It had indeed been too long.

At first, she was too shy to let him touch her because of her insecurity about her body, but as time dragged on, she

worried that he would only grow more fierce. And so, she had steeled herself for this encounter.d2

Thankfully, the anticipated pain never came.

Damon was relentless. Cradled in his arms, utterly spent, Chloe’s voice was a mere whisper, fragmented almost

beyond coherence, “Enough… it’s… time for… dinner.”

Damon, seemingly deaf to her plea, scooped her up and carried her back to the desk, where he pressed the

intercom button.

The phone was quickly answered.

“Hello.”

“Dinner is postponed by thirty minutes.”

“Alright.”

The maid hesitated before complying, then swiftly relayed the message to the kitchen.

Chloe cursed inwardly, regretting letting his desire build for so long. “The babies will probably start fussing soon.”

“There are plenty of people to tend to them.”

“But…”

“No excuses, you’re mine right now.”

He’d stressed this point many times, and she never took him seriously. Today was a lesson in action.

Resigned to her fate, Chloe clung to Damon’s shoulders, pressing her body against his, murmuring softly, “Be

gentle.”

tightened

instantly regretted her plea. “Don’t go

try.” His response was terse, his

This was going

—

was a hive of

eager to attend the

was initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but

gave

celebration to be

care fell mostly

…

bedroom with two bottles of formula to feed the

weather had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe placed the babies by the window, basking

gentle rays.

caring for the

want to get involved in the celebration.

he insists on coming, I can’t

grand-daughter’s

through for him, and he really doesn’t

found a comfortable position, hugging his bottle

hand, gazed out the window before turning

can’t think

stay, she’d heard about Presley’s frequent visits to see the

holding them. He could only look on from

be chased away

terrible in Chloe’s mind, but

on

you at least make a gesture?” Yasmine

invitation?” Chloe

personality, he wouldn’t accept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending

banquet is his right, and an invitation would

don’t insult him. On the day, Alyssa

you.”

up such a

have to do with her, the

wouldn’t invite, yet he would come of his own accord, so why bother with

“That’s between them, then.”

Yasmine fell silent.

Little Sun still too small to hold it, and

support it.

in her chair, her gaze

the celebration banquet is over, are you

expression growing displeased. “What, you’re tired of me staying

your place?”

it not

Yasmine glared at her.

that’s not enough, I’ll

me out if

“Don’t provoke me.”

be close

into a gentle smile, “You’ve been

you don’t want to tend to your own life? Using your grandkids

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