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.

We have to

no point in discussing this

knowing that any further provocation might truly spark a confrontation

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

girl. She couldn’t begin to imagine what extremes Damon might go to for

tend to his baby. Damon pursed his

was more infuriating than having the person who

a legitimate reason

the conflict simmered down. And so, the celebration of

party

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

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

the party.”

a sheepish smile, acknowledging the truth

—

day,

the twins,

and soothing cries required her personal touch. She

elders to handle everything.

half a day apart, and she was

banquet behind them, it meant that the celebrations for

approaching.

focus to

to the children most

well-behaved. Little Sun was quiet, his eyes often fixed on the ceiling or

attention. Occasionally, when he caught sight

movements intensely.

busied herself with laundry or tidying up, darting in and out of the

his limbs happily and coo with delight at

pause her chores, smother them with kisses, and

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

took too long to soothe her, Little Sun

was one of the reasons Damon paid extra attention to Little

crying. Her brother would naturally

hold Little Moon close, eyeing Little Sun

Little Sun in the crib,

his head to look

clothes, and other

Then he’d happily kick his

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

“Looks like my daughter’s got herself a protector

was confident in his son’s affection

—

from the hospital, Nathan

office for help.

take a break

off the hook. After

from the get-go.

knew what it was like. It was normal to want

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

the office two hours early, barring

plans for the babies’ celebration

to play with the little ones in

babies were well-behaved, holding them

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

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

rubdown.”

bath, no

Elizabeth didn’t respond.