The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1288

Chloe just stared at him silently, her lips gently bitten, her eyes shimmering as they watched him. Damon felt a slight tremor inside him and walked over to her, his lips tight, looking at her deeply. Her gaze followed Damon, and as he approached, she lifted her head and looked straight into his eyes.

Her eyes were full of excitement and tension.

Seeing her every subtle expression, Damon's tense face slowly softened. "Congrats, you're gonna be a mom."

Chloe's tense eyes twitched, the tension in her eyes immediately disappeared, and tears welled up again. "Congrats, you're gonna be a dad."

Damon's eyes also slightly trembled, then he slowly started to smile, his eyes were firmly fixed on her face, unable to hide the smile on his face.

"Yeah, congrats to me."

Chloe looked at him excitedly, tears spinning in her eyes, but finally, she laughed and tears fell. While looking at him, she wiped the tears from her face, her voice slightly quivering. "And it's twins!"

Damon laughed, then bent down and picked Chloe up in his arms.

Chloe let out a surprised cry, and her arms wrapped around his neck. Looking down at him from a high position, she wiped her nose, and said in a soft voice, "You need to be careful."

Damon laughed, holding Chloe and walked to the side of the bed, gently putting her on the soft quilt. He leaned over and gently covered her, his eyes staring at her face, then he leaned down and kissed her. Over and over, the gentle contact on her lips, nose, eyes and forehead...

A string of light kisses, finally falling on her lips.

Chloe slightly shivered, accepting his gentleness, feeling as if she was sinking into happiness. She was so moved she wanted to cry.

Children. Her children with Damon...

Damon pressed her gently into the quilt, kissing her for a while before stopping. By the time he calmed down, Damon was still a bit dazed. It all seemed a bit unreal.

Chloe lay in his arms and whispered, "The babies are nine weeks old and are very healthy."

"Mm."

Their conversation now all revolved around the child.

"Just don't know what the combination is."

"What do you mean?"

Chloe laughed and continued,

"Don't know if it's two daughters, or two sons, or a son and a daughter."

She paused, asking the question every woman would ask a man, "Do you prefer a son or a daughter?"

"Daughter," Damon said without hesitation.

Chloe closed her lips. "But I prefer a son."

"Daughters are cute, they're sure to be as smart and beautiful as you." His daughter, he didn't even need to think, she'd be beautiful, cute, and smart.

"Sons are also cute, they're sure to be as handsome and smart as you." His son, she was really looking forward to it.