The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1789

Had he missed this place? Was the new dish up to standard? Clearly, these two were regulars here.

The woman was the first to emerge from the booth, a subtle smile playing on her lips. She was dressed in black jeans, a blue V–neck sweater, with a beige down jacket draped over her arm seemingly ready to be worn

Following closely behind her was a man, not only was his voice familiar to Rose, but his silhouette was also something she had known all too well Dressed in a black suit, he too had a coat draped over his arm, and in his other hand, he was holding a woman’s handbag

Once the woman was dressed, he handed her the bag. Thank you” the woman said, looking up at the man with a smile.

The man’s usually store face lit up with a smile that seemed glaringly out of place c2

Winston didn’t recognize the woman, but upon seeing the man, he couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath

Speaking of the devil

For a moment. Rose felt a bitter laugh bubble up in her throat. Was her blind insistence all this time just a monumental joke? Over the past few days, she had been numbing herself, refusing to think about it, refusing to care. But now

Momson always had a knack for hitting where it hurt the most. She pulled a wry smile, her face etched with irony

Momson’s subtle smirk sent a shudder through her A sudden wave of dread surged up to her head, causing her vision to darken and her strength to drain away instinctively, she reached for Winston’s arm, her knuckles turning pale from the sheer force

Perhaps sensing something amiss, Morrison looked up, and his smiling eyes suddenly dimmed when they landed on Rose.

It was only a moment, but in his dark eyes, she saw a drastic shift from the warmth of summer to the freezing cold of winter. His face was devoid of any expression, as cold

as ice

She let out a low chuckle the contrast couldn’t have been more stark

Noticing Roses change in demeanor, Winston furrowed his brows, reaching out to touch her hand only to find it shockingly cold. He leaned in closer, whispering. ‘Are you alright?

Rose blinked, and slowly withdrew her hand from Winston’s arm. She managed a small smile. “I’m fine.”

The woman by Morrison’s side seemed taken aback when she saw Rose Her gaze lingered on Winston before finally landing on Rose. She then calmly approached Rose, her face adorned with an impeccable smile and soft–spoken words. Rose, its been a white

Rose gave her a steady look before finally breaking into a smile, “Indeed, it’s been a while. Her face bore an equally impassive smile, equally unassailable. When did you get back?

Roses question seemed to catch the woman off guard, “A couple of days ago

“I see Rose nodded her smile widening ever so slightly. “Had your meal?”

“Yes, we were just about to leave

“Alright, I just got here. We’ll catch up some other time

“Sure

The woman had been largely passive throughout the conversation. After exchanging a nod with the woman, Rose turned to Winston and said, “Let’s go, swiftly moving past the woman standing opposite her and striding forward.

The waiter who had been waiting to guide them to their table, stood awkwardly in place.

Now Rose understood why they had been looking at her so strangely

was normal, Winston raised an

his expression cold as ice his gaze fixed on Rose as she moved further away But Rose didn’t spare him a

snapped out of his daze,

hallways wide enough for two people to pass by each other comfortably The

to light a fire in Morrison’s heart Especially when the man following her lifted his head as he

turn around and grab Rose’s arm

Rose simply smiled at him “This is

he think she came to the restaurant to sleep?

the sarcasm in Rose’s voice, his grip on her hand tightening involuntarily. “You really want to

here to eat is

Dont forget

looked up at him, her eyes flashing with anger “Is this restaurant so significant that I can’t come? Or are you saying that my status

away Mona is waiting for you. You wouldn’t want to give people something to talk about, would you?”

between two women One was his wife, who was pregnant not long after their marriage. The other was his one true

had made his choice Hose let out a cold laugh. Don’t keep Mona waiting It’s not often

down at her his gaze icy as he scrutinized the woman who was significantly shorter

and none of us want to make a spectacle of ourselves for no mason. It’s not good for you, for me, or for

of determination to Momson. For no apparent reason, a chill ran

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once again.

smile. So, take care, Mr Momson I

you out”

standing there with

of narrow eyes glirting with amusement “Congrats ”

to

finally cracked. Was he congratulating him, në kompeth

stood still watching every change on Morsom face the purset har tips

would run into

her a fleeting glance What have you

words suggested he was brushing

Her apology seemed a bit too overblman

twinge (! embarrassment “) noticed that Rose seemed

Momson the

understand something

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ring from the

ever flickered Morrison had just been singing praises about

and put it on the table. And some hot

preate wall a

turned to leave. Winston added. Be careful

water glanced at Rose and

over the other, and

tam. “Dic you have short-term memory loss?

now he was offering her alcohol. Was he looking

eyebrow. A good drink can drown all

chucked “Am i

pair of eyes with his