Semua Bab Dominating CEO Snatch The Twins From His Ex-Wife: Bab 91 - Bab 100

He licked her lips hungrily, savoring the warmth, feeling a calmness settling over him despite the impatience clawing at his heart. The need to claim her, to make her his once more, was overwhelming. Reluctantly, he pulled back, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead as if sealing a promise. Then he forced himself to leave the ward.If he stayed even a minute longer, he might do something reckless—something that would make her hate him even more. As he stepped outside, the stark difference in temperature hit him. The air was bleak and cold, the corridor almost eerily quiet.Leaning against the wall at the corner, Daimon pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up. He hadn’t smoked in years, but right now, he needed the burn of nicotine to settle his restless thoughts.Night had draped its dark veil over the city, and despite the faint flicker of distant lights, everything felt dim and lonely. Daimon took a slow drag from his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke, and let his mind wa

Meanwhile, Enlyan couldn't suppress a small, triumphant smile, clearly understanding Joxan’s snide remark. It was hard to hide how much that little moment delighted her. She gently stroked her son’s cheek."Mommy definitely wants you to stay," she said tenderly. "But this is a hospital, and there are too many germs around. It’s better if kids don’t come too often, okay? Don’t worry, Mommy will be discharged in a few days. Then you can see me every day."Joxan pouted, his big, bright eyes blinking pitifully. "Then can I sleep with Mommy every night? Mommy hasn't hugged me to sleep in a long time."The corner of Daimon’s mouth twitched in disbelief. Was his own son seriously competing with him for Enlyan's attention? Jealousy simmered in his chest, and he couldn’t help but chime in."You're already a big boy, Joxan," he said with a raised eyebrow. "Aren't you embarrassed to still want your mommy to hug you to sleep?

Daimon let out a deep sigh. "Let's eat. Your food is getting cold."He pushed their plates toward them, watching as they hesitated before picking up their utensils.For a while, the table was silent except for the occasional clinking of spoons against bowls. Then, Joxan’s sharp eyes caught something—Daimon's hand was covered in red rashes, and similar marks trailed up his neck and face.Frowning, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you last night? Did mosquitoes bite you like this because they don’t like you?"Daimon nearly choked on his food. He coughed, both exasperated and oddly pleased that Joxan had spoken to him at all."Do you know how to talk properly?" Daimon asked, raising an eyebrow.Joxan simply shrugged, indifferent, and then lowered his head to drink his soup."Hm, not bad."Daimon let out a bitter chuckle. Even this little brat could see he wasn't in the best condition, but the one perso

Enlyan sat on the edge of the bed, her thoughts swirling as she processed Daimon's actions. His cold demeanor from the past had been replaced by something unexpected—a kindness that seemed out of place for the man she once knew.How could he have a conscience now? she thought. How could he still care about his children when he tried to destroy me five years ago?She turned to Mini, who stood beside her, deep in thought. "Daimon didn't do anything to the kids. It's said he's quite kind. Mini, what do you think of him?"Mini paused, unsure of how to answer. She hadn’t known Daimon as long as Enlyan, but she could tell something had changed about him. "I don’t know either. He seems different now," she said quietly, glancing toward the door as Joxan and Jessica returned from their meal."Mommy, we finished our meal. Are you done eating?" Joxan asked, his bright eyes filled with innocence, completely unaware of the tension in the room.Enlyan’s heart softened as she looked at her son. She

"Arden Grey."The name alone sent a cold wave through Daimon. Arden Grey. The constant thorn in my side.Arden had always been his competitor. Since their university days, he had tried—and failed—to surpass Daimon in every field. The Grey family was one of the most influential families in North City, second only to the Blackwoods. And yet, Arden had never been able to overtake him. But now, it seemed he had finally found an opportunity to strike.Daimon clenched his jaw. "Has Arden been in contact with anyone from our company?""We’re still investigating," Ertha replied. "But considering the speed at which he moved, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone on the inside fed him information."Daimon’s gaze turned ice-cold. A rat inside my company? He exhaled sharply."Find out who’s responsible. And make sure Arden doesn’t get the upper hand. I want every loophole he might have missed—find a way to turn this around."Daimon suddenly froze as a new thought struck him. His mind worked quickly,