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.

to decide. We

point

that any further provocation

it slide, but

imagine what extremes

to his baby. Damon pursed his lips, deprived

person who deserved a punch standing

not having a

Chloe’s efforts to de-escalate the situation, the conflict simmered down. And so, the celebration

party passed without

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

be worried he’d have started

the party.”

smile, acknowledging the truth in Rose’s

—

end of that day, Damon took Chloe

of the twins, at night, Chloe needed to

changing diapers, and soothing cries required her personal touch.

elders to handle everything.

day apart, and she

Colt’s celebration banquet behind them, it meant that the celebrations for Little Sun and Little

approaching.

days, Elizabeth and Yasmine had shifted their focus to

children

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

catch his attention. Occasionally, when he caught sight of

movements intensely.

laundry or tidying up, darting in and

kick his limbs happily and coo

her chores, smother them with kisses,

expressive. Whether she

took too long to

of the reasons Damon paid extra attention to Little Moon.

Her brother would

Damon would hold Little Moon close, eyeing Little Sun scrutinizingly. Then, once Little Moon settled,

her beside Little Sun in the crib, side by

joy, tilting his head to look

grasp her clothes, and other times he would miraculously

kick his little

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

daughter’s got

confident in his son’s affection

—

the

office for help.

finally take a break and spend time

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

from the get-go.

knew what it was like. It was normal to

he had already scheduled

leave the office two hours early, barring

afternoon, Yasmine and Elizabeth had discussed plans for

with the little ones

them all day

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

tub? I’ll call a

rubdown.”

take a bath, no

Elizabeth didn’t respond.