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.

us to decide. We have to respect Little

There’s no point in discussing this

further provocation might truly spark a confrontation

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

what extremes

to tend to his baby.

infuriating than having the person who

having a legitimate reason to

the conflict

Witt’s celebration party

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

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

the party.”

acknowledging the

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end of that day, Damon took

were taking good care of the twins, at night, Chloe needed

required her personal touch. She couldn’t expect

elders to handle everything.

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

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

approaching.

shifted their focus to the upcoming celebrations, leaving Chloe and

tend to the children most of the

was quiet, his eyes often fixed on the ceiling

Occasionally, when he caught sight of

movements intensely.

herself with laundry or tidying up, darting

and coo with delight at the sight of her. Little Moon

smother them with kisses, and

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

out loudly. If Chloe took too long to soothe her,

attention to Little Moon.

Her

Little Sun scrutinizingly. Then, once Little Moon

beside Little Sun in the

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

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

Then he’d happily kick his little legs with

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

daughter’s got

was confident in his son’s affection

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first week Chloe was discharged from the

office for help.

take a break and spend time with

although a bit annoyed at first, had let him off

from the get-go.

was normal to want to

already scheduled for the morning.

two hours

afternoon, Yasmine and Elizabeth had discussed plans for

play with the little ones

holding them all

rubbing her shoulders and advised, “The babies are

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

rubdown.”

a bath,

Elizabeth didn’t respond.