The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Today had already been a whirlwind for Yulia, and she had simply assumed Nathan’s impromptu visit was driven by

his notorious appetite for a free meal.

She hadn’t expected things to escalate so quickly. Or so dramatically.

She was utterly blindsided. Completely unprepared.

Though she and Nathan had laid their feelings bare the night before, Yulia had carefully skirted around the subject

of Anya.b2

Her fear was palpable—if something were to happen between her and Nathan, at least he wouldn’t be quick to hold

Anya back. Now, it seemed she was being cornered into acknowledging Anya’s parentage. It wasn’t paranoia if she

felt like she’d been set up today, was it?

But who could have masterminded such a scheme? Damon and Chloe? A glance at the pair revealed nothing amiss.

Nathan?

If he’d orchestrated this whole scenario, surely he’d have avoided the potential smackdown from his brother, right?

Or was it a conspiracy between Nathan, Damon, and Chloe? Shaking her head, Yulia doubted Nathan would go that

far.

Despite the suddenness of the situation, it seemed to be unfolding quite naturally, but the more natural it felt, the

more Yulia sensed something was off. Yet, without proof, she was stuck in her suspicions.

Her wary gaze lingered on Chloe, who was merely holding her phone with a casual smile. To suspect her of any

wrongdoing felt like a cardinal sin.

“This is a bit hard to explain,” admitted Yulia with a sheepish grin.

Chloe chuckled. “They don’t need an explanation. As long as they’re sure Anya is their beloved granddaughter,

that’s all that matters. As for whatever’s going on between you and Nathan, that’s between the two of you. They

don’t need to be involved.”

Yulia felt the sting of truth in Chloe’s words. Indeed, Nathan’s parents had never meddled in the younger

generation’s love lives. Whether it was Damon, Nathan, Chloe, or herself, none had faced scrutiny or judgment

from them.

Considering Damon and Chloe’s own journey, it was clear their parents were supportive. As long as Damon’s mind

was made up, they had no objections. On the contrary, they showered them all with love. It was rare to find such

understanding family.

remained silent, and after a few seconds, Chloe

without further ado.

…

to find the living room silent,

Anya, who clung to

attention. A single glance from his brother sent shivers

Clutching his nose and keeping a safe distance, he shuffled

Nathan unscathed, left Damon’s side and ran to him,

are you feeling better? Damon said

twitched in annoyance, shooting his brother a sardonic look. He never would’ve guessed his

such

Nathan scooped Anya into his arms, feigning injury. “The bleeding’s stopped, but my nose still

a bit.”

distressed, blew gently on his nose. “There, there.

gaze lingering on Anya’s face. She didn’t mind his intense scrutiny and continued her

while, she looked up and asked softly, “Does it

head slightly, nuzzling Anya’s forehead with a gentle motion. “Just a little bit,” he

it then,” Anya offered, her hands cupping his face, her touch

Anya’s face, the emotions swirling in his gaze as

was not

disdain, his look one

hand, shone with emotion. The natural bond between a father and daughter could

hardest

she’d built around herself crumbling bit by bit. Her lips twitched into

been

corner of her eye, focused back on her

wider.

she patted Nathan’s cheek gently. He

shiver ran down his spine, and he clutched Anya closer. “I…

remembered something urgent.

has been doing well these past few days,” Damon

It’s really important personal

brother’s tone was calm yet firm. “What personal

important than seeing them?”

he sought an

Nathan’s resolve wilted. Defeated, he settled back down

and returned to Damon’s side. Ever since

snuggle close.

Chloe, who was eager to dote on Anya, then bent

legs joyfully, only to be halted by Damon, who

glancing at Chloe.

grin, reaching out to

“My sister-in-law!”

you address

now on,

Anya blinked, “Aunt Chloe?”

had been silent, suddenly looked up

him and continued to smile at Anya, “Yes,

blinked again,

head fondly and turned to Damon, “And

Damon and

off but utterly