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.

things aren’t for us to decide. We have to

point in discussing

him, knowing that any further provocation might truly

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

to imagine what extremes

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

more infuriating than having the person who deserved a punch standing right in

not having a

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

Witt’s celebration party

to Chloe, and took a deep breath, “You’re the

out of me. If it weren’t for you, I’d be worried he’d have started

the party.”

acknowledging

—

day, Damon

grandparents were taking good care of the twins, at

feedings, changing diapers, and soothing cries required

elders to handle everything.

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

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

approaching.

their focus

tend to the children most

was quiet, his eyes often fixed on

would catch his attention. Occasionally, when he caught

movements intensely.

with laundry or tidying up, darting in and

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

her chores, smother them with kisses, and then get

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

long to soothe her, Little

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

stopped crying. Her brother

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

in the crib,

joy, tilting his head to

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

fingers. Then he’d happily kick his little legs with

couldn’t help but let a smile spread across

my daughter’s got herself a protector for the

Damon was confident in his son’s affection for

—

first week Chloe was discharged from the hospital, Nathan

office for help.

take a break and spend time with his

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

from the get-go.

normal to want to be

workloads he had already scheduled for the morning. So, by

office two hours early, barring any

Elizabeth had discussed plans for the babies’ celebration

play with the little ones in

them all day was

Elizabeth left, she noticed Chloe unconsciously rubbing her

to soak in the tub? I’ll call a

rubdown.”

take a bath, no need for a

Elizabeth didn’t respond.