The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chloe seemed fine, so Rose and Yulia finally breathed a sigh of relief. They sat for a while, but compared to the

natural conversation between Chloe and Rose, Yulia’s silence seemed a bit over the top. Soon, Yulia stood up,

smiling, “You two soon-to-be moms keep on yakking. I’m gonna sneak off to help in the kitchen.”

Rose grabbed her arm, “We’ve got a chef and assistant in there. You don’t need to lift a finger.”

Yulia shook her head, “I’m learning to cook, and I can pick up some killer recipes from the chef.”

After some contemplation, she smiled gently and said, “Nathan loves this.”

Rose raised an eyebrow, a slight change flashed in her eyes. “Well, I see.”

She let go of Yulia, her tone made Yulia blush a little. “Off you go, we can’t wait to try your dishes.”

Yulia smiled as she gathered the loose strands of hair around her shoulders. Her graceful neck was revealed, and

her hair was tied into a small bun at the back of her head, giving her a much neater appearance.

Rose watched Yulia head to the kitchen, smiled, and popped a grape from the fruit bowl on the coffee table into her

mouth.

Chloe watched her feigned composure and smiled slightly at the act. She popped a slice of orange in her mouth,

flicked on the TV with the remote, and said, “Damon’s chef is tough to find. Don’t you wanna learn a few signature

dishes to treat your man?”

Rose paused her chewing, finally managing a bitter smile. “I’m pregnant, and I can barely stand being waited on.

Why should I wait on others?”

Chloe glanced at her; as a friend, she knew too well the bitterness and helplessness behind Rose’s laugh. She

nodded and chimed in, “Right, pregnant women come first. It’s the only time in a woman’s life where she gets

treated like a queen, so make the most of it. Eat up today.”

She didn’t want to bring up anything annoying. For her future son in law’s healthy growth, as a future mother-in-

law, she had to be on the ball.

“Sure. Let me tell you. Don’t shortchange your ‘baby’. Rest assured, for the love you have for him, I’ll make sure he

calls you ‘dad’ first thing when he’s born.”

Chloe raised an eyebrow, glancing at Rose’s belly. Honestly, she was quite excited. After all, it was not common for

a woman to be called a “dad”.

As they were shooting the breeze, the doorbell rang. Chloe got up to answer, puzzled at the tall figure standing at

the door. “What brings you here?”

Nathan ruffled his hair, “I’m hungry, thought I’d find something to eat.”

Chloe gave him a meaningful look, and a slight smile played at the corner of her lips as she stepped aside to let him

in.

Nathan came in, changed shoes, and started to look around the living room. His tall figure was quite noticeable.

Chloe closed the door calmly, then casually said, “She’s cooking in the kitchen.”

Her words didn’t specify who, and if someone not in the know was present, they might not know who she was

talking to. But Nathan turned around abruptly, a surprised look on his handsome face. “In the kitchen? Can she

cook? She dares to go in the kitchen?”

Chloe just raised her eyebrows slightly, not responding.

“I’ll go take a look. Don’t want her to blow up the kitchen.” With that, he didn’t wait for Chloe’s response and

headed straight for the kitchen. As he walked past the sofa, he greeted Rose, who was sitting there.

Seeing Chloe walk over, Rose chuckled softly. “He came in as if he was on fire, like he hadn’t seen her in a long

time.”

Chloe sat down, “He’s been busy with work recently, just got back from Vegas a couple of days ago. They probably

haven’t seen each other yet.”

Rose laughed again, “I thought so.”

In the kitchen, Yulia was studying the menu on the counter, focusing on the chef’s cooking steps and techniques.

The chef knew she was a friend of the lady of the house, so he was happy to teach her and promised to give her a

recipe. “We rarely see high society wives like you willing to cook, especially fashionable young ladies like you.”

Yulia smiled, “Well, I don’t have much else to do.”

The chef glanced at her, laughing, “You want to cook for someone special, don’t you?”

Yulia’s smile stiffened for a moment, a blush creeping onto her face. “He loves home-cooked meals. He loves to eat

and he’s got a big appetite.”

She seemed to recall how Nathan looked when he was eating, and there was a brief pause in her words. A smile

unconsciously appeared in her eyes.

She was accustomed to exquisite and creatively presented dishes. Her taste leaned toward mild flavors, and her

appetite wasn’t particularly large. Nathan, however, was the most voracious and unrestrained eater she had ever

seen. His personality matched his appetite in its extravagance. Whether it was eating or the moments they shared

together intimately, it was all equally unrestrained. Thinking about this, Yulia’s blush deepened.

The chef didn’t know what she was thinking, just happy to see her shy reaction to cooking for someone special. “He

eats a lot? You could try Mexican food. I’m happy to teach you, I’m sure your dishes will be great, want to give it a

shot?”

“Sure.”

When Nathan walked into the kitchen, Yulia was standing aside, watching the chef cook. Yulia was surprised, barely

leaning back when she felt a strong arm around her waist, pulling her back a few steps. Before she could let out a

gasp, she felt her back against a sturdy chest.

Despite the strong aromas in the kitchen, Yulia quickly recognized the potent masculine scent from Nathan. Her

heart raced, turning around to see that handsome face of Nathan. Her eyes quivered slightly, and her lips moved,

“Why…are you here?”

Nathan looked at Yulia’s lips opening then closing, a mysterious fire rising in his eyes. He cursed inwardly, this

woman, she was irresistible.

They were just a few days apart.