The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1862

with an uncontrollable twitch. His clenched fist, resting on the table, was white-knuckled, the bones pressing hard

against the wood. “What did you just say?”

Nathan, too consumed by his own nerves to notice the storm brewing in Damon, repeated his question hastily: “I

said, could Anya possibly be your daughter with Yulia?”

He couldn’t finish his sentence before a solid punch collided with his face. His nose felt like it was about to shatter.

“Damn it.” Nathan clutched his throbbing nose, bending over and tears streamed down his face. It wasn’t the pain

that made him cry. It was totally sheer reflex.

Damon had no sympathy for him, stepping closer as Nathan stumbled back, pleading. “Hold on, hold on, man, this

really sucks.”

Anya, perched on the table, blinked her wide eyes, not quite grasping the situation. She’d assumed they were just

messing around.d1

As she turned to follow Nathan’s retreat, confusion clouded her gaze. When she saw the blood trickling between

Nathan’s fingers, she let out a startled yelp. “Don’t be mean to Nathan.”

Anya scrambled to her feet, flailing her little arms, jumping anxiously on the table.

Nathan, noticing the blood gushing from his nose and Damon still fuming, backed away, looking for an escape. “I

was just asking. Just tell me yes or no. Even if she is your daughter, I wouldn’t tell Chloe, man.”

Damon’s face went from dark to downright thunderous.

Nathan sighed desperately, nearly in tears as Damon closed in on him.

“We’re blood, man. If I keep mum and you keep mum, and Yulia keeps mum, Chloe will never have to know. We’re

here, right? What’s yours is mine,

tight, took a step forward, and grabbed Nathan

gut.

and yours…” He paused, his entire body

of Nathan associating him with Yulia sent him into a rage, itching to

it? How could he picture his woman

cool. I messed up, I

took every ounce of Damon’s willpower to suppress the fury inside. He raised his eyes, and those dark,

shivers down Nathan’s

tell me, does Anya really look like you? I’m just being realistic here. Isn’t it better to know if there’s any

of your wild days?”

you brain-dead? She looks like me? Have you ever considered who

Nathan blurted out, then took a deep breath. “You’re not suggesting that

sound of Damon’s teeth grinding was

skin crawled. “Can I… can I go clean up this bloody mess?” He figured if he

it out

a cold stare

Damon’s wrist and nudged

those pristine hands.”

Damon didn’t budge, Nathan grew desperate. “The smell, man. You don’t want Chloe to

you?”

Damon abruptly let go, and Nathan seized the moment, sprinting

the table, watching Nathan run

turned to Damon. They were left alone in the study. Damon also

meeting Anya’s wide-eyed look.

they swelled over the brim. Without a need

her, Anya burst into

sudden crying had

chatting when Anya’s cries startled them. Realizing it

upstairs.

you stay here. I’ll check on

she was

followed.

belly.

up, Anya’s sobs

unison, pausing. Chloe’s eyes widened in surprise to see Damon at the top of the

her tears with an awkward tenderness. She realized it might be

a child, and with such gentle

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