Damon was completely clueless that he had turned into an impotent man in the eyes of his family.
At this moment, he opened the door to his bedroom and laid Chloe on the bed. Chloe had a marriage certificate in her arms and was holding a fork in her other hand that she had carried along earlier.
Damon crouched down in front of her and looked up at her. His eyes were deep and gentle. "Congrats on becoming my wife today, Mrs. Harper."
Chloe was looking down with her eyes sparkling with some excitement. The title of Mrs. Harper brought about some indescribable feelings in her heart.
This identity would be attached to her for the rest of her life, till death do them part.
"Congrats on marrying me today, Mr. Harper."
Her voice was choked up, her eyes shone with tears as she kept staring at the man in front of her. The man who was always high above, noble and domineering, was now half-kneeling in front of her, looking up at her with a gentle gaze.
"Even though I always knew I would end up marrying you, I thought I was prepared, but now, I still find it hard to believe. Damon, I really...I'm married now, and to you, it's so surreal..."
In the past twenty-five years, she had never been certain that she would end up being Mrs. Harper.
Damon reached out to touch her cheek, "Now, no one can take you away."
Chloe couldn't help but chuckle. He was always worried about this. "Nobody could have taken me away in the first place."
"Really?" Thinking of those people, Damon's gaze darkened.
"Do I look like someone who would change her mind easily?"
"The problem isn't you, it's that those people are thick-skinned."
Despite knowing she was his, they still tried to snatch her away.
He stood up, gently kissing Chloe's lips. Chloe tilted her head slightly to return his gentle kiss, one hand lightly resting on his shoulder, reciprocating his kiss. The kiss between the two was devoid of any lust. This tenderness was proof that they regarded each other as the most precious treasure in the world.
With his forehead against hers, his warm breath sprayed on her cheeks, "Mrs. Harper."
"Mmm."
"I'm very happy now, what should I do?"
Chloe hesitated for a moment, placed her hand on his shoulder, and looked up at him, "You should feast tonight."
Damon paused for a moment, then kissed her again, this long kiss carried a hint of punishment. Not until he had her lips swollen from the kiss, did he let her go.
"I have to go downstairs to help with dinner."
Damon buried his face in her neck, leisurely kissing it, inhaling the scent that came from her collar, holding her waist tightly and unwilling to let go of her.
"Let the servants downstairs do it."
"Why would I do that? I'll go down and check."
Pushing Damon away, Chloe put the marriage certificate in the drawer of the bedside table, along with the fork. No matter what, that fork was a witness to the start of her marriage.
She and Damon went downstairs together and saw Elizabeth sitting on the sofa, wiping her tears. Alyssa was sitting in a wheelchair, gently patting her shoulder. Elizabeth sighed continuously.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong?"
Elizabeth looked up, her eyes teary and blurred, looking at Chloe who seemed worried.
Her lips... red and swollen as if she had just been kissed. Her neck... there were obviously two red marks on her neck.
How long had they been gone?
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