The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

With a crack, the glass in Damon’s grip shattered into shards. Morrison quickly shifted to the side, clutching his child

protectively. The way he shielded his child’s eyes was the very picture of paternal instinct.

Chloe and Rose snapped to attention, glancing over just in time to see Damon toss the remains of the glass onto

the floor, his icy gaze fixed on Morrison, an intimidating aura emanating from him.

It was clear to anyone watching that if no one intervened, a full-blown war was about to erupt.

The two women hastened over, each slipping an arm through their husband’s. “What’s going on?”

Handing the child over to Rose with a nonchalant expression, Morrison said, “Just told him a hard truth, and the

man can’t handle reality. He’s not exactly resilient.”

As Damon’s face grew even darker, Rose pulled Morrison back a little, worry lacing her words, “What exactly did

you say to him?”d2

“I told him that his daughter might one day call me ‘Dad’, and that set him off.”

Rose was puzzled. “But Little Moon’s going to be part of our family one day, right? What you said isn’t wrong. Are

you sure that’s all you told him?”

Morrison nodded candidly, “Of course, what else would I talk to him about?”

Chloe believed Morrison without a doubt. Damon had been against this from the start. In the three months since

the babies were born, she could tell, Damon favored Little Moon immensely.

He wouldn’t agree to her marrying someone even before she was born. Now, this issue had become one of his

untouchable red lines.

Morrison’s words, and Damon’s reaction, were no surprise to her.

Clutching Damon tightly, Chloe tried to reason with him, “Damon, he’s just joking. You never know who our

daughter will like in the future. Why are you getting so worked up over this?”

Damon’s expression remained stormy. “No one is worthy of my daughter’s affection.”

Chloe was at her wit’s end.

“How sad for Little Moon then? Who doesn’t want to experience a sweet romance? You won’t let her date or even

let someone marry her? Aren’t you afraid she’ll be labeled an old maid if you do that? This isn’t up to you. It’s up to

Little Moon.” Rose couldn’t help but chime in, frustrated with trying to get through to this man.

Damon’s face grew colder at the mention of his daughter being unwanted or referred to as an old maid. He’d like

to see who would dare say that.

Chloe was in full agreement with Rose. How could her daughter possibly become an old maid? She, of course,

wished for her daughter to find her own true happiness. Just like she had.

These things aren’t for us to decide. We have to respect Little Moon’s

no point

him, knowing that any further provocation might truly spark a confrontation right

let it slide, but

couldn’t begin to imagine what extremes Damon might

tend to his baby. Damon

than having the person

not having a legitimate

the situation, the conflict simmered down. And so,

Witt’s celebration party passed

“You’re the only

it weren’t for you, I’d be worried

the party.”

a sheepish smile, acknowledging the

—

of that day, Damon took

twins,

changing diapers, and soothing cries required her personal touch.

elders to handle everything.

her kids dreadfully. Just half a day apart,

it meant that the

approaching.

days, Elizabeth and Yasmine had shifted their focus to the upcoming celebrations, leaving Chloe and

tend to the children most

Sun was quiet, his eyes often fixed

attention. Occasionally, when he caught sight of Chloe,

movements intensely.

Chloe busied herself with laundry or tidying up, darting

at them. The little guy would kick his limbs happily and coo with delight at the sight

smother them

expressive. Whether

to soothe her, Little Sun would join in with the

one of the reasons Damon paid extra attention to Little Moon. To keep both babies calm and

stopped crying. Her brother

would hold Little Moon close, eyeing Little Sun scrutinizingly. Then, once Little Moon

her beside Little Sun in the crib,

bundle of joy, tilting his head to look at his baby sister, flapping

would manage to grasp her clothes, and other times he would

fingers. Then he’d happily kick his little

he couldn’t help but let a smile spread across his lips. “That’s my

got herself a

was confident in his son’s affection for

—

was discharged from the hospital, Nathan immediately begged

office for help.

Nathan could finally take a break and spend time with his

bit annoyed at first, had let him off

from the get-go.

was normal to want to be by his

he had already scheduled

office two hours early,

plans for the babies’ celebration party

to play with the little ones in the

were well-behaved, holding them all day was no small

left, she noticed Chloe unconsciously rubbing her shoulders and advised, “The babies are

in the tub? I’ll call

rubdown.”

just take a bath, no

Elizabeth didn’t respond.