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.

right. These things aren’t for us to decide. We have to respect

point in

console him, knowing that any further provocation might

it had been about anything else, she might have let it slide, but not when it

to imagine what extremes Damon might

off to tend to his baby. Damon pursed his lips, deprived

more infuriating than having the person

having a

de-escalate the situation, the conflict

celebration party passed

a deep breath, “You’re the only one who can handle him, Chloe. It

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

the party.”

sheepish smile, acknowledging the truth in

—

the end of that day, Damon took Chloe back

good care of the twins, at

cries required her personal touch. She

elders to handle everything.

kids dreadfully. Just half a day apart,

banquet behind them, it meant that the celebrations for Little Sun

approaching.

shifted their focus to the upcoming

to the children most

was quiet, his eyes often fixed on

before another would catch his attention. Occasionally, when he caught sight of Chloe,

movements intensely.

up, darting in and out of

guy would kick his limbs happily and

Chloe to pause her chores, smother them with kisses, and then

to her brother, Little Moon was more expressive. Whether she was

long to soothe her, Little Sun would join in with

reasons Damon paid extra attention to Little Moon.

ensuring Little Moon stopped crying. Her brother

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

Sun in the crib, side by

Sun was almost always a bundle of joy, tilting his

other times he would miraculously catch one of his

Then he’d happily kick his little legs with

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

my daughter’s got herself a protector

confident in his

—

from the hospital,

office for help.

could finally take a break and spend time with his wife and

a bit annoyed at first, had let him off the hook. After

from the get-go.

to want to be by his

already scheduled for the morning. So, by the afternoon, he

the office two

had discussed plans for the babies’

to play with the little ones

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

rubbing her shoulders and

you take this time to soak in the tub? I’ll call

rubdown.”

just take a bath, no

Elizabeth didn’t respond.