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.

after a few seconds, Chloe

without further ado.

…

up, Nathan descended the stairs to find the living room silent, everyone deep

including Anya, who clung to

attention. A single

his nose and keeping a safe distance, he shuffled

to him, hugging his legs and looking up

Damon said you were feeling

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

could spin such tales

his arms, feigning injury. “The bleeding’s stopped, but my

a bit.”

nose. “There, there.

face. She didn’t mind

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

nuzzling Anya’s forehead with a gentle motion. “Just a little

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

left Anya’s face, the emotions swirling in

was not lost

brother watched with cold disdain,

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

hardest of

the walls she’d built around herself crumbling bit by bit.

hands she’d been clenching in

gesture out of the corner of her eye, focused

wider.

with her efforts, she patted

brother’s icy gaze. A shiver ran down his spine, and he clutched Anya closer. “I…

something urgent. Gotta

has been doing well these past few days,”

“It’s personal. It’s

folks will be here soon.” His brother’s tone was calm yet firm.

important than seeing them?”

was speechless, his lips twitching as he sought an excuse. But his brother’s piercing gaze bore into

settled back

off Nathan and returned to Damon’s side. Ever since

snuggle close.

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

only to be halted by Damon,

glancing at Chloe.

with a wide grin, reaching out to caress Anya’s rosy

“My sister-in-law!”

sweetie, you’ve got to change how you address me,” Chloe said with a

now on,

Anya blinked, “Aunt Chloe?”

had been silent, suddenly looked up

continued to smile at Anya, “Yes, that’s

blinked again,

her head fondly and turned to Damon, “And

looked at Damon and attempted,

word was slightly off but utterly adorable. Damon didn’t