Chapter 1873


    Damon raised an eyebrow at her, those puppy-dog eyes almost too pitiful to bear. And he felt a


    twinge of annoyance stirring within him.


    Sure, she''d begged him before, but it wasn''t amon urrence. And now, here she was, acting


    like this for the kids, stitches fresh and all, but stillying it on thick.


    Not cool.


    "Damon,.."


    Here we go again.


    Damon couldn''t take it, not really. Lips pursed, he nced at the nurse standing by. The nurse, with


    a knowing smile, nodded and slipped out of the room.d2


    Chloe''s face lit up with anticipation. She grabbed Damon''s hand, barely able to contain herself, "Do


    the babies look like you, or is there a little of me in them?"


    Damon sat back down, silent for a heartbeat, before saying, "The doc says they''re beautiful, so


    they’ve gotta take after you."


    Chloe blinked, peering intently at him for a long moment.


    Damon turned to grab a cup of water from the insted jug on the nightstand.


    "You don''t think they all look like me, do you? Damon, you didn''t..."


    "Water?" Damon cut her off, taking a sip from the cup.


    Chloe paused, shook her head slightly, but then his hand cupped her chin, and his lips were upon


    hers.


    Water flowed gently from his mouth into hers. She startled, but resigned to swallow the water bit by


    bit. After thest drop, Damon lingered, savouring a deep kiss, reluctant to part.


    Chloe''s cheeks, still a bit pale, flushed with the warmth of his affection.


    As the kiss ended, Damon rested his forehead against hers, whispering, "Thank you."


    Chloe''s lips curled into a slight smile, "Nothing beats the joy of having them."


    Damon nipped at her lips, a clear sign of his pouty jealousy. Chloe winced softly, her internal rms


    ringing faintly.


    "You''re mine." His voice was low and possessive,ced with a hint of threat and vulnerability.


    Chloe felt a swell of sweetness. She could sense his every subtle shift in emotion, and she nodded


    gently. "I know."


    Damon, caught off guard by her response, allowed a smile to touch his eyebrows. But then Chloe


    added, "The babies are yours, and so am I. So I should love you all together, right?"


    The smile that had just begun to form on Damon''s face quickly vanished.


    Just then, there was a stir outside the door. Chloe spun around, eyes darting to the entrance, as


    she pushed Damon aside.


    Elizabeth and Yasmine, each cradling a newborn, walked in, their faces aglow with joy.


    Yasmine''s smile was broader than any Chloe could remember.


    Noticing Chloe''s struggle to get up, Yasmine''s brows furrowed, and she shot a stern nce that


    rooted Chloe to the bed.


    After a moment, Yasmine looked back at the baby in her arms, her lips curving into a smile as she


    approached the bedside.


    Elizabeth gently rocked the baby in her arms and thenid him next to Chloe. "Here''s your son.


    See, doesn''t he look just like Damon?"


    Finally, Chloe saw her long-awaited babies right there in her arms, her eyes brimming with tears of


    joy. She recognized the resemnce instantly, remembering the photos Elizabeth had shown of


    Damon and Nathan as kids.


    "Yes! He does." Her voice quivered with emotion.


    Elizabeth, moved by the moment, felt her nose tingle, "He has your nose."


    Yasmine ced her baby next to the first.


    "And here''s your daughter. Look at those eyes, she''s got your shape."


    Chloe nodded, gazing adoringly at the two tiny faces before her, her eyes darting back and forth.


    "Wee to mommy''s world, my little babies."


    Her son suddenly opened his eyes, and as if by instinct, turned his head towards Chloe. His tiny


    hands iled, reaching out from the swaddling and resting against Chloe''s chest. Though his touch


    was light, it was unmistakable.


    She found it hard to believe that this mischievous little guy was the smaller of the two. The


    impression was that both babies were quite strong.


    No matter, the sensation of that little hand was more profound than any strength it could muster.


    She gently cradled the tiny fist, afraid even a single finger could cause harm. After a tender kiss,


    she noticed his eyes stayed fixed on her, a perfect mirror of Damon''s.


    How wonderful...


    The baby girl beside him began to fuss, her little hands and feet stirring restlessly.


    Chloe quicklyforted her, and the baby soon settled down.


    Every tiny gesture from these new lives was a revtion, a moment of wonder and delight. The


    profound bond shared by Chloe and her infants was undeniable, serving as a ceaseless source of


    awe and happiness.


    Yasmine watched them, a soft smile gracing her lips, before she finally looked over at Damon.


    "Aren''t you going to look at your babies, Daddy Damon?"


    Chloe turned to him, as did Elizabeth, with a mix of usation and disbelief, "I know you''re worried


    about Chloe, but you haven''t even nced at your own son and daughter since they were born.


    Isn''t that a bit much?"


    Chloe had guessed right. He hadn''t seen the babies yet. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have made that


    remark about them being beautiful and therefore resembling her.


    How little he knew himself, to think that the kids couldn''t possibly look like him because they were


    too pretty.


    Damon''s gaze drifted over Chloe''s form, skimming past the bundled-up nkets in which twin


    infants were cozily wrapped. As for the infants'' faces, he hadn''t really saw that.


    Yasmine''s lips quirked into a smirk as she scooped up her grandson and, sidestepping the foot of


    the bed, handed him over to Damon.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only


    "Here you go, hold your son tight."


    Damon''s arms twitched, but he did not lift them. The usually unppable Damon looked a touch


    frazzled, and everyone in the room took note.


    "Come on, he''s gazing right at you."


    Yasmine was inwardly surprised. Newborns usually couldn''t focus on anything for a few days, yet


    this little guy seemed to see something indeed.


    Damon finally raised his hands, momentarily unsure of how to hold the baby properly. Hesitant at


    first, he took the baby from Yasmine, cradling him less like a father and more like a man afraid to


    break something precious.


    Yasmine stood before him, her smile deepening. Even the most capable men had their Achilles''


    heel.


    "You''ve got a lot of new tricks to learn from here on out," she offered, trying to cushion the blow.


    Damon nced down at the infant in his arms. Those dark little eyes were "staring" at him, devoid


    of any discernible emotion.


    He had previously boasted that his kid was cuter than Morrison''s, but this baby, well, there was


    really not a whole lot of difference between this little guy and Morrison''s ugly baby.


    A crease finally formed between his brows as he spoke up, "Are we sure this is the right one?"


    The room fell silent for a beat before erupting intoughter.


    Elizabeth, osciting betweenughter and tears, chided, "What are you talking about, you little


    brat?! He''s the spitting image of you as a baby."


    Damon shot her a look, "This is what you call handsome?"


    The most beautiful baby to grace this hospital in years? He seriously doubted the ttery of the


    doctors.


    Elizabeth, exasperated, retorted, "What do you know? He''s just been born. Give it a few days, he''ll


    perk up. Everyone says he looks just like you did, and you''re stillining? Who are you really


    comining about?!"


    Damon deadpanned, "I amining about this one."


    The bundle in his arms stirred, and Damon instinctively held him closer as the baby seemed on the


    verge of crying. Suddenly, the infant''s iling tiny fist connected with Damon''s chin. It wasn''t a hard


    blow, but it was loaded with meaning.


    Damon straightened up, his expression cooling.


    Perhaps sensing danger or deeming his "revenge" insufficient, the baby burst into tears. Damon,


    flustered and unsure, felt a warm sensation spread in the palm of his hand holding the nkets.


    It was summer, the temperature was mild, so the nkets were thin.


    Yasmine took the baby back as a wet spot shone on Damon''s palm.


    "Uh-oh, someone''s made a little puddle!" Elizabeth rushed over.


    Damon stood back, watching as the others expertly tended to the little baby.


    Chloe, catching on to Damon''s expression, couldn''t help butugh. Clever kid, offering such a grand


    wee gift on the first encounter.


    Damon shot her a nce and headed for the washroom. After cleaning up, he returned to find the


    baby nestled in Chloe''s arms, the othersughing and chatting merrily.


    Elizabeth handed him his daughter.


    Damon frowned but took the baby.


    "Look, doesn''t she have Chloe''s nose and mouth?"


    With the "ugliness" of his son set as a precedent, Damon was prepared. And with Elizbeth''s


    comment that the baby looked like Chloe, Damon nodded in agreement.


    "Isn''t she beautiful?"


    Damon agreed, "Yeah, she is."


    She looked like Chloe, so how could she not be?


    Elizabeth was oblivious to his bizarre inner musings. Watching her granddaughter lie peacefully in


    her son''s arms, and seeing her own child be a father, she felt a mixture of pride and


    sentimentality.


    "It''s wonderful. I used to worry you''d have trouble finding ady, and look at you now—two kids in


    one fell swoop. You''ve done good, kid."


    Damon grimaced at her words.


    ...


    Chloe had a few stitches that needed healing. After a full month and an extra week in the hospital


    under Damon''s stern orders, Chloe finally rebelled, yearning for home.


    She yed hardball, and only after Damon had triple-checked with the doctors did he relent and let


    her leave.


    Everyone at Greenfield Vige was brimming with anticipation for their return. Thedy of the house


    was bringing home not one, but two little babies. The staff couldn''t contain their excitement.


    The house had always been lively, but with the addition of legitimate heirs, the ce was set to


    be even more bustling.


    Chloe''s recovery was swift, and she could walk on her own. She had nned to carry the babies


    inside herself, but Damon swept her up like a child and carried her through the threshold instead.


    Yasmine and Elizabeth followed, each cradling a baby.


    Boyd and Royce trailed behind, keeping their distance, not daring to get too close.