Semua Bab Dominating CEO Snatch The Twins From His Ex-Wife: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Ertha, feeling a cold sweat forming, could hardly believe what he was hearing. Daimon was acting so nonchalant about the leak, almost as if the loss didn’t matter at all. If Joxan truly was Daimon’s son, Ertha couldn’t help but wonder if the Blackwood family could endure this, considering Daimon’s protective attitude towards his child.But of course, Ertha didn’t dare voice these thoughts aloud.Ertha quickly left to carry out Daimon’s orders. Once he was gone, Daimon was left alone with his thoughts. He felt a restless anxiety bubble up inside him, a desire to uncover Joxan's and Jessica's true identities as quickly as possible.He rushed back to the bedroom, where Enlyan’s pregnancy test still lay. He hoped there would be some sign indicating that Jessica could be his daughter, but the test didn’t show any clues. He couldn’t be certain about her, though a part of him prayed she might be his. The thought of having a daughter filled him with a kind of joy he hadn’t expected. His desir

Daimon hesitated, his fingers lightly brushing over the smooth skin of the Enlyan's hand. He remembered the day he learned the truth from the servants—that Enlyan loved mangoes but had given them up because he was allergic. All those years, he had assumed she didn’t like them either, and he never questioned why mangoes never appeared at home.The realization had struck him like a bolt of guilt—she had sacrificed even her simplest pleasure just for his sake. He’d meant to tell her that she didn’t need to change herself for him, that she could enjoy what she loved without worrying about him. But before he could find the right moment, Katrina came back into his life, and any chance of having that conversation vanished.Now, as Enlyan coldly claimed not to like mangoes, Daimon couldn’t ignore the pang in his chest. Her words didn’t match the woman he once knew, and it left him feeling uneasy.A faint smile tugged at his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes.“Your eyes betray you,” he said s

But Daimon, despite the swelling and the obvious discomfort, was smiling—like a child who had sneaked a piece of candy. His eyes shone with a tenderness she didn’t know how to handle. It made her feel even more uneasy. What was going on with him?Before she could make sense of the situation, the doctor and nurse walked into the room."Is there something wrong? Can we help?" the doctor asked, concern in his voice.Before Enlyan could speak, Daimon’s voice, calm and faintly amused, cut through the tension. "It's nothing serious, just a little allergic reaction. I’ll be fine after a check-up."The doctor, however, quickly noticed the severity of the situation. His hands and face were swollen, the color of his skin had changed, and his condition was clearly worsening."Quick! We need to administer first aid immediately! Why wasn't this addressed sooner? This could cause shock!" The doctor’s tone became urgent, and panic started to set in.Enlyan was taken aback, her mind racing. She had a

Enlyan lay down, hoping to shut her eyes and block out his presence. She tried to convince herself that Daimon being in the same room didn’t bother her, but it was a lie. Her nerves were on edge, and she just wanted some peace. Reaching out to adjust her pillow, she froze—realizing it was gone.Turning her head, she spotted Daimon holding her pillow, his expression smug and triumphant. He lifted it to his nose and took a deliberate sniff, his lips curling into a playful grin. "Smells good," he remarked casually.Fury reignited in Enlyan’s chest, and she glared at him with blazing eyes. "Daimon, you’re such a scoundrel! Give it back!"Daimon just chuckled, seemingly unfazed by her outburst. Seeing him act so shamelessly made her stomach twist with frustration. How had she never noticed this side of him during their three years of marriage? If she had known he was like this back then, maybe she wouldn’t have fallen for him at all.Enlyan clenched her teeth, feeling her patience snapping

Enlyan tried to clear her mind, determined to get some sleep. But every time she closed her eyes, Daimon’s face kept appearing—the way he looked with that allergic reaction. No matter how much she tried to deny it, a pang of guilt tugged at her chest.She hated him. She resented him.Yet, she hated herself even more for feeling sorry for him, even now. She kept telling herself that it was just for Jessica’s sake—that she wanted him to stay healthy for their daughter. But deep down, she knew she couldn’t ignore the ache in her heart.A bitter sense of regret washed over her as she thought about how she had once tasted death and ruined the future of an innocent child. And yet, despite everything, she couldn’t completely erase him from her heart.Frustrated and unable to sleep, Enlyan threw the blanket off and swung her legs over the edge of the bed, stepping onto the cold floor without bothering to put on shoes. She limped to the door and cracked it open just enough to peek outside.The