The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1871

"I never imagined my great-grandchild would be so grown up already." Presley's voice trembled as he stared at Anya, his eyes quivering ever so slightly.

Yulia's face bore a gentle smile as she observed Anya behaving so well in front of Presley, her heart swelled with pride.

"Great-grandpa, why did you scold Great-grandma just now? Did you two have a fight?"

Presley shook his head, "No."

He was getting tired of crouching, so he slowly stood up, still holding onto Anya's hand as he moved to sit on a nearby chair. "I got a bit loud because I was worried about your Aunt Chloe... Aunt Chloe’s babies. Did it scare you, Anya?"

Anya pouted her lips, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Just now, Great-grandpa and Great-grandma both seemed really scary. Please don't do that anymore, okay? Aunt Chloe is inside having babies and it's really hard for her. Your arguing could disturb her."d2

Presley nodded, "Yeah, Anya's right. I won't do it again."

Anya nodded in return and patted Presley's arm, a gesture of reassurance that she appreciated his willingness to amend his ways.

Yulia couldn't help but laugh at Anya's precocious words and actions.

Presley also struggled to suppress a chuckle, ruffling Anya's hair before looking up at Nathan with a swift return to his usual stern demeanor.

Nathan rolled his eyes. How much of a failure was he at life? Not a single elder seemed to give him a break.

Could Presley’s switch in expression be any more obvious?

"What's going on? Have you been keeping secrets from us all along?"

Nathan quickly scooted over on the couch, "Why would I keep anything from you? I was the last to know, if anything. Huh? So, that means you haven't figured it out from the start either?"

Presley frowned, "Figured out what?"

Nathan slapped his thigh and looked up at Alyssa and Elizabeth.

"See! Not just me who didn't catch on, right? I finally know who I take after."

Alyssa and Elizabeth gave him a disdainful glance. "You're proud of that, are you?"

Nathan twitched his mouth into a forced smile, "At least I'm not like someone else. It proves I'm a bona fide descendant of the Harper family."

Elizabeth was so irritated she almost went over to slap him twice. If he wasn't a bona fide Harper, then what did that make her?

Presley, with a straight face, demanded, "What the hell is going on?! What are you talking about?"

Alyssa glanced at him, "We're talking about the Harper family genes. Thankfully, after two generations, there's only one case like Nathan that resembles you. It's quite a relief."

Nathan blinked. He didn't feel this was much of a compliment, nor did he see it as something to celebrate.

Presley frowned, giving Nathan a look of disdain.

Damn it! Nathan was so frustrated.

The sight of Presley had just set Alyssa off. She couldn't forgive what had happened in the past, and now that Chloe was in labor, he had the nerve to show up.

He had previously refused to accept Chloe into the Harper family, causing all sorts of chaos, and now he wanted to see the great-grandchildren.

Just thinking about it made her blood boil. How could she muster any good temper or attitude for him?

But Chloe was suffering inside, and she didn't have the energy to argue with him here and now.

Thankfully, Yulia's presence eased the atmosphere, so she no longer paid him any mind.

Her silence gave Presley a sigh of relief as he held Anya and quietly waited for the delivery room door to open.

The wait felt interminably long. When the first cry of a baby filled the air, everyone outside the door quickly gathered.

"The baby's here!"

Yulia checked her watch.

When the cries of the second child were heard, there was an interval of two minutes. It was yet to be seen if they were a big brother and little sister, or a big sister and little brother.

Inside the delivery room.

Damon held Chloe's hand tightly, his handsome face covered in sweat. He had seen the state of Rose right after she gave birth in a video. Her face, even through the screen, was hard to bear to look at.

But Chloe now looked far worse. Pale as a sheet, her hair completely soaked with sweat, the floor beneath the birthing bed drenched.

Clearly, she was utterly spent, yet she still didn't close her eyes to rest. Her blurry gaze stayed fixed on the doctors, hoping to see her babies as soon as possible.

Damon tightened his grip on her hand a little. Despite enduring twice the pain as Rose, she remained so resolute, which both amazed and pained him.

Feeling the pressure from Damon's hand, Chloe managed a weak smile.

"Damon. The babies are here..."

Damon whispered a soft "Yeah" and bent down to kiss her forehead.

"They're here. Rest now, sweetheart."

Chloe's gaze dropped again toward the bustling figures of the doctors.

Damon pressed his lips together, "Bring the babies over."

The doctor wrapped up the first baby and brought him over, announcing with a smile, "This is the big brother, a healthy seven pounds."

Chloe's fingertips twitched, and the doctor bent down to let her see the baby wrapped in the blanket.

"Hello." Chloe's voice was weak and hoarse.

Another doctor followed, holding up the second baby, not yet swaddled, for her to see. "This is the little sister, six pounds and a bit."

"Both babies are beautiful."

A more seasoned doctor nearby added with a smile, "These two are the most beautiful babies I've seen in all my years of practice."

Chloe smiled happily.

Damon gestured for the nurses to take the babies away, and with the knowledge that her babies were safe and sound, Chloe finally closed her eyes.

The delivery room door swung open, and two doctors emerged, one holding each baby, their faces beaming. Alyssa and Elizabeth rushed to the forefront.