Chapter 1876
In the dimly lit study, the air was thick with tension.
Chloe, fresh from a soak in the tub, was once again drenched in sweat. Caught by a man starved
for months, she knew the oue would be memorizing.
Whenever she hesitated topromise, she worried that Damon would strain her physically. The
pain of childbirth had scarred her heart, and the stitches that followed haunted her with every pull
and twinge, making it an indelible memory.
She was, in truth, frightened of that pain. Thus, it had be a no-go zone, both physically and
psychologically. But she couldn''t let her fear stop him forever.
It had indeed been too long.
At first, she was too shy to let him touch her because of her insecurity about her body, but as time
dragged on, she worried that he would only grow more fierce. And so, she had steeled herself for
this encounter.d2
Thankfully, the anticipated pain never came.
Damon was relentless. Cradled in his arms, utterly spent, Chloe''s voice was a mere whisper,
fragmented almost beyond coherence, "Enough... it''s... time for... dinner."
Damon, seemingly deaf to her plea, scooped her up and carried her back to the desk, where he
pressed the inte button.
The phone was quickly answered.
"Hello."
"Dinner is postponed by thirty minutes."
"Alright."
The maid hesitated beforeplying, then swiftly ryed the message to the kitchen.
Chloe cursed inwardly, regretting letting his desire build for so long. "The babies will probably start
fussing soon."
"There are plenty of people to tend to them."
"But..."
"No excuses, you''re mine right now."
He''d stressed this point many times, and she never took him seriously. Today was a lesson in
action.
Resigned to her fate, Chloe clung to Damon''s shoulders, pressing her body against his, murmuring
softly, "Be gentle."
His grip tightened at her words.
Noticing the sudden change in his expression, she instantly regretted her plea. "Don’t go too hard
please."
"I''ll try." His response was terse, his passion unleashed.
Chloe bit her lip. This was going to be intense.
--
The celebration banquet was a hive of activity.
Employee after employee called, each eager to attend the twins'' celebration.
Chloe was initially hesitant, fearing too many guests would lead to chaos, but once Damon said he''d
handle the arrangements, she gave her consent.
Elizabeth, ever the worrier, wanted the twins'' celebration to be grand and had spent days
overseeing the ns. Naturally, the children''s care fell mostly on Yasmine and Chloe.
...
At three in the afternoon, Yasmine entered Chloe''s bedroom with two bottles of form to feed the
little ones.
The weather had cooled, but the sunlight was warm. Chloe ced the babies by the window,
basking them in the gentle rays.
Yasmine''s demeanor had softened over the months of caring for the twins, no longer the icy figure
she once was.
"Presley will probably want to get involved in the celebration. What are your thoughts?" Yasmine
asked suddenly.
Chloe remained unfazed. "He''s their great-grandfather. If he insists oning, I can''t stop him."
Yasmine wiped a dribble of milk from her grand-daughter''s mouth. "He probably won''t cause any
trouble. I''ve thought it through for him, and he really doesn''t have much to gain."
Little Sun found afortable position, hugging his bottle contentedly.
Chloe, supporting with one hand, gazed out the window before turning back with a small smile.
"I can''t think of anything either."
Ever since her hospital stay, she''d heard about Presley''s frequent visits to see the children. But until
her discharge, Alyssa had barred him from so much as holding them. He could only look on from a
distance, getting close now and then, only to be chased away by Alyssa.
The great-grandfather''s reputation was terrible in Chloe''s mind, but on this issue, Yasmine seemed
to have inadvertently spoken on his behalf.
"Shouldn''t you at least make a gesture?" Yasmine teased.
"An invitation?" Chloe replied nomittally.
Chloe continued, "With his personality, he wouldn''t ept such courtesy. In his eyes, attending his
great-grandchildren''s celebration banquet is his right, and an invitation would be an insult."
Yasmine smirked, "Right, then don''t insult him. On the day, Alyssa will probably know how to ''insult''
him better than you."
Chloe had wondered why her mother had brought up such a redundant topic, so that was the
reason. But what did it have to do with her, the viin?
She wouldn''t invite, yet he woulde of his own ord, so why bother with such a thankless
task?
"That''s between them, then."
Yasmine fell silent.
Chloe tested letting go of the bottle, only to find her Little Sun still too small to hold it, and so she
continued to support it.
Leaning back in her chair, her gaze returned to the window.
"Once the celebration banquet is over, are you nning to leave?"
Yasmine''s smile faded as she faced Chloe, her expression growing displeased. "What, you''re tired
of me staying at your ce?"
"Is it not long enough?"
Yasmine red at her.
"You have your own property, and if that''s not enough, I''ll get you another ce."
Yasmine''s frown deepened. "Fine, kick me out if I''m in the way."
"Don''t provoke me."
"I want to be close to my grandchildren."
Chloe curled her lips into a gentle smile, "You''ve been baby-watching for a hundred days. How
many sets of a hundred days does life give you? You sure you don''t want to tend to your own life?
Using your grandkids as a shield to hide away—isn''t that a bit embarrassing?"
Yasmine''s face darkened instantly, "I never thought I''d live to see the day when I''d be scorned by
my own daughter, let alone lectured."
"My mother, as I remember her, was an independent, strong, and charismatic woman. Decisive and
clear-cut in her actions, she never dawdled or dallied."
She paused, looking at her with a smile, "But the woman standing before me now is evading issues,
far from solving them. Is this really the mother I remember?"
The twins finished their bottles almost simultaneously. Chloe gently wiped their mouths with a burp
cloth and stood up, cradling the empty bottles and walking over to the window to look outside.
"If you linger any longer, I might start believing that that person could outright buy a patch of my
land to settle down here for good."
Yasmine pursed her lips, staying silent this time.
After taking the empty bottles and wiping the babies'' mouths, she mused, "Do you think I should
really sell him a piece ofnd?"
Yasmine stood up and joined her by the window, gazing out.
Almost daily, they’d see the same figure on the arched bridge beside the manor, a fixture in the
landscape.
Yasmine snatched the baby bottles from Chloe''s hand, "Live your own life and stop meddling with
others. If you think I''m an eyesore in your house, I''ll just leave."
Chloe nodded, "Of course, you''re always wee to see the babies. If it''s convenient, I''ll bring
them over to see you too."
Yasmine held her breath, casting a cold nce at her daughter before taking the bottles and leaving
the room.
Chloe turned back to the center of the twin cribs, looking down at the two happy babies gazing up at
her, her face unable to hide her joy.
"Babies, will you miss Grandma if she leaves?"
"Ah-ee."
"Doo-ah."
The little ones obligingly cooed in response.
Chloeughed heartily, "I know, Grandma''s been so good to you, you''ll miss her, won''t you?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Mm-hmm."
She stroked their soft cheeks and whispered, "But Grandma has her own life to live, right? To make
her happy, we need to let her find her way back to her love, don''t we?"
The babies didn''t understand Chloe''s words, but they kept their eyes fixed on her face, giggling and
kicking their little limbs, their voices like tiny bells, irresistibly adorable.
Chloe''s heart melted every time she saw them.
--
Yasmine, seemingly unaffected by Chloe''s words, continued to care for the twins at the estate.
A weekter, the Harper family celebrated the twins'' celebration banquet. Nearly everyone was
looking forward to this event. There was curiosity about what Damon and Chloe''s children looked
like, and some were eager to see Chloe herself. It had been so long since the high-profile woman
had been seen since her pregnancy, childbirth, and the following months. And now, the she devil
was ready to re-emerge.
The Harper family''s grandeur was beyond doubt. The Watson Hotel in P City had closed its doors to
other guests for the day.
ud had offered the venue for free, but Damon, with a steely expression, had transferred a hefty
sum to him instead. He wasn''t going to give any man the chance to covet his wife, not even a
glimmer of opportunity.
Not only had they booked the most upscale hotel in P City, but the Harper family''s security was
deployed in full force, protecting the venue inside and out.
The guests were plentiful. Reporters were also many but had been discreetly informed that no
footage of the babies was allowed.
The reporters understood. After all, for such a prominent family, keeping the children out of the
public eye was safest. While no one in their right mind would dare to threaten the Harpers, the world
was vast, and there was always a fool who might try their luck.
Rose brought her son directly to the celebration banquet.
She had seen Chloe''s adorable twins over video chat, but seeing them in person still made her
exim, "They''re just gorgeous."
Regaining herposure, she ced her son in Little Moon''s crib. "Little Moon, look, this is your
future husband."
Little Moon turned to stare at the unfamiliar baby lying in her bed, her bright eyes fixed on Colt
unblinkingly. She kicked her legs and waved her tiny hands, finally grabbing Colt''s shirt, her little
mouth slightly open, revealing a hint of her tiny tongue.
She babbled, trying to express things no one understood.
Rose exined on her own ord, "See! Little Moon likes our Colt so much! She''s saying she likes
him. Hey, hey, hey, Damon, what are you doing?"
Rose hurried to rescue her son from Damon''s grasp, her heart racing.
"Come near my daughter again, and next time I''ll throw you out the window."
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"God, are you out of your mind?" Rose shouted in indignation, "Chloe, look at him!"
Before Chloe could speak, Damon preempted with a stern look. "He’s in my daughter''s crib. No man
but me is allowed near my daughter''s bed."
Chloe and Rose fell silent.
Someone, please take this man away. He was truly unbelievable.
He was already this protective of such a small child. What about Rose''s son''s future then...
Rose looked at her son with a tinge of sorrow, holding him a little tighter. "Baby, don''t give up. A
man can''t shrink back at small setbacks. For your happiness, Mommy hopes you''ll be strong."
Colt nestled quietly in his mother''s arms, turning to stare at Damon for a moment.
Damon caught his gaze and gave him a chilling look. His eyes flickered away, no longer on him, and
his bright gaze returned to Chloe.
Without a moment''s hesitation, he began to babble enthusiastically and wave his tiny hands at
Chloe.
Rose saw the interaction and walked over to Chloe, "Here, why don''t you hold him? Look how much
he adores you."
Chloe instinctively took the little bundle, and Colt burst into a joyfulugh in her arms.
Rose watched her son''s reaction, her eyes suddenly sparkling with delight.
Clever boy. If father-inw was a tough sell, start by winning over mother-inw. Smart strategy,
kiddo.
Damon furrowed his brow, unwilling to believe that such a small baby could have any cunning
intentions, but even if the baby was innocent, Damon couldn''t help but feel a bit irked.