The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Everyone fell silent at his words. How many times had they endured such thoughtless remarks?

Ugly? How could he say something like that. The baby was the spitting image of his father, even if the stubborn

man refused to admit it.

Molly bit her lip, her eyes flashing with frustration as she glared at Morrison. “That’s your son. And for the record,

you were even uglier when you were born.”

It seemed that it was true, Grandchildren were more precious to the grandparents than their own children.b2

Morrison appeared unfazed by their collective outrage. He pursed his lips and looked back at the baby.

Where was the chubby, cherubic infant he’d been promised? Instead, there was this wrinkled, red-faced little

creature, features barely defined. How could this be his offspring?

He sighed. Well, ugly or not, the kid was his flesh and blood. There was no denying that.

As if sensing his father’s disapproval, the baby in his swaddle stirred. His tiny fists clenched, his mouth puckered, as

if he were on the brink of tears.

Rose, sensing the impending meltdown, began to rock the infant gently. She leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his

forehead. “There, there, sweetie. Mommy loves you.”

The baby cooed softly, nuzzled his head against her, and settled down.

Rose’s smile was tender, her heart full. No one else could understand the rush of joy, love, and wonder she felt at

that moment.

As the “ugly little thing” calmed down at Rose’s soothing words, Morrison couldn’t help but feel surprised. Was the

baby really that sensitive? Or was it just Rose’s touch?

He was still scrutinizing the baby when Rose nudged him with her elbow. “Hand me my phone, will you? Chloe’s

dying to see the baby.”

Morrison, though irked by Rose’s interest in Chloe’s opinion, reached over to the nightstand and passed her the

phone.

Rose dialed up a video call, and within seconds, Chloe’s face appeared on the screen.

“Rose…”

Rose paused, teasing, “You weren’t waiting by the phone for my call, were you?”

Seeing Rose safe and well enough to joke was a relief to Chloe. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine,” Rose replied with a smile, angling the camera toward the baby. “Take a look at your future son-in-law.”

The shaky camera finally focused on the infant, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Though his features were

not fully formed, there was an unmistakable resemblance to Morrison.

Damon leaned over Chloe’s shoulder, catching a glimpse of the baby on the screen, and frowned.

Chloe glanced at him. “What’s with the face?”

Damon’s expression was unreadable as he straightened up. “He’s not exactly a looker.”

Chloe quickly turned her attention back to the screen. “Well, the baby does have quite a bit of Morrison in him.”

“I heard that!” Rose’s indignant voice rang out. “He has gone too far. Chloe, you have to avenge me. I’m upset.”

Without hesitation, Chloe nodded. “Of course, I will avenge you.”

After all, no mother wanted to hear her baby called ugly. Damon had crossed a line.

Morrison, on the other hand, was practically hopping mad. “Don’t think your kids will be any prettier. And I’ll get to

call them ugly soon.”

Damon’s brow furrowed. “No way they could be as ugly as your kid. Genetics don’t lie. You can never catch up to

us.”

Morrison clenched his teeth, but Rose cut in. “Stop fighting. Morrison, you can’t call Chloe’s babies ugly. Damon and

Chloe, one handsome, the other beautiful, their children are bound to be attractive. So what if our son’s a little less

than perfect? As long as his future wife is gorgeous, I won’t worry about how my grandson looks.”

At that, Damon snatched the phone from Chloe, his face stormier than ever. “Who’s your future daughter-in-law?”

Rose blinked innocently. “Little Moon. I’ve already talked to Chloe about it. Her daughter is going to be my daughter-

in-law.”

Damon’s voice was icy. “That’s not happening. You’re dreaming.”

Rose’s demeanor chilled instantly, her tone sharp. “You don’t get a say in this. Chloe and I have already decided. It’s

not up for discussion.”

Chloe, startled by the exchange, reached for Damon’s hand. “Let’s not fight. Rose just had a baby, and she’s not in

control of her emotions.”

Damon took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and tried to sound calm. “My daughter will remain unwed.”

Rose flared up. “You— Ah!”

Her cry of outrage startled Chloe. “What’s wrong?!”

The camera shook, then refocused on the baby in Rose’s arms. “Chloe, look! My son’s so upset by your husband’s

words, and he’s woken up.”

Chloe leaned closer to Damon, and indeed, the baby who had been peacefully asleep was now wide-eyed, looking

around curiously before fixing his gaze on the camera.

Damon watched, a strange feeling stirring within him. As a newborn, the baby did fascinate him, but the idea of this

infant having designs on his daughter instantly soured his mood.

In Damon’s eyes, no man would ever be good enough for his daughter.

The atmosphere was tense, a palpable sense of rejection filled the air as Damon glared down at the little tyke

before him.

The tot had been fixated on the smartphone camera for a good while, his lower lip trembling, a sure sign that a

tantrum was on the horizon.

Damon raised an eyebrow, his mischievous side eagerly anticipating the impending meltdown. But after what felt

like an eternity, the little guy started flapping his tiny arms and legs, staring at the camera and breaking into a wide,

joyful grin.

The sight was nothing short of charming and heartwarming.

Chloe covered her mouth in surprise, “Oh my God. The baby just smiled. Could it be that he smiled for Damon?”

Before Rose could utter a word, the camera feed was suddenly dominated by a “gigantic” head looming into the

frame.

Morrison leaned in closer, his face darkening as he witnessed his own son’s beaming smile. “Do you even know who

your real dad is?!”

Rose’s mouth dropped open in astonishment.

Was her son giving too much respect to Damon? Her boy’s very first smile wasn’t for her, nor Morrison, not even

for Megan and Molly, but for Damon, the very man who disapproved of the idea of his daughter marrying this little

guy.

What kind of nonsense was this?!

However, moments later, she couldn’t help but chuckle. “Damon, look at that, my son knows how to charm you

from birth. So keep Little Moon reserved for him, will you? With the way he’s acting, he’s bound to treat Little Moon

right.”

Damon snorted, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. A clueless tot knows nothing. You think just because he smiles at me,

I’m gonna promise my daughter to him? What gave you the impression I’m so easygoing?”

Rose rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Fine. But when they’re older and the deed is done, I’d like to see what you

can say then.”

Damon’s brows knitted tightly, “I won’t give them any chance to be together.”

Rose felt a wave of dizziness from her irritation. “Fine. If you don’t agree for your daughter to be with my son, then

some day, some other bloke’s gonna sweep your daughter off her feet.”

Damon’s eyelid twitched, nearly crushing Chloe’s smartphone in his hand.

Chloe quickly reclaimed her phone, “After giving birth, you need to take good care of yourself. The baby will need

you to look after him. Rest well now. I’ll come to see you again tomorrow.”

Rose, realizing she may have gone too far, nodded vigorously, “Okay, I’ll rest. And you take care, too.”

“I will.”

They exchanged goodbyes and hung up.

Chloe tossed the phone aside and nudged Damon, who looked visibly upset.

“Are you really mad? Actually, Rose does have a point.”

Damon’s icy stare shifted to Chloe, and she laughed nervously, “Every girl dreams of love, and I trust Rose will raise

a fine son. I’d be more at ease with him than some random guy.”

Damon’s voice was stern, “I can take care of her for her entire life.”

Chloe arched an eyebrow, “She’ll want to find love herself eventually. She’s bound to meet her match one day, and

you won’t be able to stop it, whether it’s Rose’s son or someone else.”

Damon fell silent for a moment before conceding, “Fine, if he wants to be part of this family, he can try to win me

over as my son-in-law.”

Chloe paused, seeing his implacable demeanor, and nodded reluctantly. “Alright then.”

It was all just talk now, but no one knew how things would play out in the future.