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 wishes, and that’s still

There’s no point

that any further provocation might truly spark a confrontation

she might have let it slide, but not when it came to

She couldn’t begin to imagine what extremes Damon

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

having the person who deserved a punch standing right in

a

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

celebration party passed without further

took a deep breath, “You’re the only one who

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

the party.”

acknowledging the truth in

—

end of that day, Damon took Chloe back

good care of the twins, at night,

cries required her personal touch. She couldn’t expect

elders to handle everything.

her kids dreadfully. Just half a day apart, and she was already feeling the separation

behind them, it meant that the celebrations for

approaching.

days, Elizabeth and Yasmine had shifted their focus to

to the children most

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

when he caught sight of Chloe,

movements intensely.

with laundry or tidying up, darting in and out of the bathroom, she’d

limbs happily and coo with delight at the sight

pause her chores, smother them with kisses, and then get back to

her brother, Little Moon was more expressive. Whether

If Chloe took too long to soothe her, Little Sun would join in with

to Little

crying. Her brother would naturally quiet down if

close, eyeing Little Sun scrutinizingly. Then,

her beside Little Sun in the

almost always a bundle of joy, tilting his head to look at his

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

fingers. Then he’d happily kick his little

he couldn’t help but let a smile

like my daughter’s got

several such observations, Damon was confident in his son’s affection for his

—

from the hospital, Nathan immediately begged Damon to

office for help.

a break

first, had let him off the

from the get-go.

was like. It was normal to want to be by his wife’s side during

scheduled

leave the office two hours early, barring

Elizabeth had discussed plans for the babies’

play with the little

well-behaved, holding them all

unconsciously rubbing her shoulders and advised, “The babies are fine

the tub?

rubdown.”

take a bath, no need for a

Elizabeth didn’t respond.