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

There’s no point in discussing

console him, knowing that any further provocation might truly spark a confrontation right

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

begin to imagine what extremes Damon

to his baby. Damon pursed his lips, deprived of an

Nothing was more infuriating than having the person who deserved a punch

and not having a legitimate reason to throw

the conflict simmered down. And so, the celebration

party passed without

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

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

the party.”

smile, acknowledging

—

end of that day,

twins, at

feedings, changing diapers, and soothing cries required her personal

elders to handle everything.

she missed her kids dreadfully. Just half a day apart,

the celebrations for

approaching.

days, Elizabeth and Yasmine had shifted their focus to the upcoming celebrations, leaving Chloe and

tend to the children most

quiet, his eyes often fixed on

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

movements intensely.

or tidying up, darting in and

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

to pause her chores, smother them with kisses,

Little Moon was more expressive. Whether

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

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

Moon stopped crying. Her brother

Little Moon close, eyeing Little

Sun in the crib, side by

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

clothes, and other times he

he’d happily kick his little legs

but let a smile spread across

my daughter’s got herself a protector

Damon was confident in his son’s

—

the first week Chloe was discharged from the hospital, Nathan immediately begged

office for help.

break and spend time

annoyed at first, had let him off the

from the get-go.

like. It was normal to want to be by

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

leave the office two hours early, barring

Elizabeth had discussed plans for

with the

holding them all day was no

Elizabeth left, she noticed Chloe unconsciously rubbing her shoulders and advised, “The

you take this time to soak in the tub? I’ll call a masseuse to come over

rubdown.”

a bath, no need

Elizabeth didn’t respond.