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.

to decide. We have to respect Little Moon’s

no point

knowing that any further provocation might truly spark a confrontation

might have let it

what extremes Damon might go to for

he had already gone off to tend to his baby. Damon pursed his lips, deprived of

was more infuriating than having the person who deserved

having a legitimate reason

to de-escalate the situation, the conflict simmered down. And so, the

Witt’s celebration party passed without

a deep breath, “You’re the only one

me. If it weren’t for you, I’d be worried he’d have started a brawl right there in the middle

the party.”

offered a sheepish smile, acknowledging the truth in Rose’s

—

of that day,

twins,

feedings, changing diapers, and soothing cries required her

elders to handle everything.

her kids dreadfully. Just half a day apart, and

behind them, it meant that the celebrations for Little Sun

approaching.

Elizabeth and Yasmine had shifted their focus

children

Sun was quiet, his eyes often fixed on the ceiling or

catch his attention. Occasionally, when he caught sight of Chloe, he’d follow

movements intensely.

tidying up,

kick his limbs happily and coo with delight at the sight of her. Little

chores, smother them with

more expressive. Whether she was hungry, thirsty,

long to soothe her, Little Sun would join

extra attention to Little Moon. To keep both babies calm and content,

crying. Her brother would naturally quiet down

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

Sun in the crib, side by

always a bundle of joy, tilting his

other times he would miraculously catch

kick his

Damon witnessed this, he couldn’t help but let a smile spread across his lips.

got herself a protector for the

confident in his son’s affection for his

—

from the

office for help.

could finally take a break and

had let him off the hook. After all,

from the get-go.

it was like. It was normal to want to be by

and workloads he had already scheduled for the

office two hours early, barring

plans for the babies’ celebration

the

well-behaved, holding them all

Chloe unconsciously rubbing her shoulders

tub?

rubdown.”

can just take a bath, no need for

Elizabeth didn’t respond.