The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1798

She reached out and stroked Little Moon’s head, ‘Little one, are you trying to tell me something?”

Moon just continued his assault on the bag, making Rose wonder what Momson was up to

Rose couldn’t figure it out, but she had a vague hunch that he probably felt last night there was no good way to solve it. He was clearly already angry with her, and it wouldn’t suit his style to let things simmer

This reason, involves the man’s character, was a reason she could accept

With a resigned smile she got up and ascended the staircase Neither bedroom was occupied, so she headed to the study. As expected. Momson was there, engrossed in something on his computer

She knocked lightly holding onto the door frame “Breakfast is ready

Momson looked up with a surprised expression on his face “What are you smiling about?”

“Nothing” she said shaking her head playfully

Nothing” You look like you ve won the lottery or something. Morrison replied, raising an eyebrow

“Are you sure you want to know? Rose asked her smile growing wider

“Spill it” Morrison demanded

“Moon was gnawing at a bag on the sofa. It was full of toiletries all new Did you buy them? Rose said, watching his reaction closely

I might have I don’t remember” Morrison replied, his tone unconvincing

“No way You’re too smart to forget something like that You made me run to the supermarket in the middle of the night while you had already stocked up Rose said her tone half accusing half amused

Momson turned to face her, with a dark look in his eyes You threw away all my stuff isn’t it only fair that you replace them? Besides, I didn’t even mention the fact used my towel for the dog I think I’ve been quite tolerant

“But you had everything you needed. Why did you make me buy more? I could get you more once you run out. What if the ones you have expire?” Rose asked, trying to reason with him.

“I dont care I wanted them Morrison snapped, his face a mask of stubbornness

Rose chuckled, finding his petulant behavior endearing “You’re so childish

“Who are you calling childish?” Momson asked, his face darkening

“No one was talking about myself, Rose said, leaning against the wall, unable to contain her laughter.

He slowly approached her, reaching out to poke Rose’s belly ‘Remember whose baby you’re carrying Do you think a childish man can father a child?”

Rose was taken aback by his words, then she burst out laughing again “What kind of logic is that?” imitated, Momson rubbed his large hand over her face “Childish men can’t father children”

leaving Rose in fits of laughter. After a while, she

the couch. His face darkened slightly, and he took big steps

“Woot woof

couple of times, jumping and barking at Momson Momson turned around and

table was a feast of pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs,

Morrison asked

Eat up,” Rose said serving him a plate of

right?” Morrison remarked, though he couldn’t help but appreciate the

of coffee “All this food wasn’t made only for you I’m hungry too, you

then another it was

did you learn to cook all this? he asked remembering how Rose had once been a pampered little princess whod never lifted

classes. And then

to marry Momson She intended

all initially she wanted was a perfectly normal family life cooking good meals

she put into learning cooking might have been even more than she had put in was not to disappoint Morrison and perhaps

her so much time, only allowing her

have this opportunity today, was not i

to cook has changed doesn’t

be used to kill

furrow formed between Momsaris brows, yet

in his

silence, Rose merely gave

As she open

for Morison,

feed hersel was always a good thing. Take

Hey

of the bagel

into that. he took a bola

eyes to look at her. “Your

romance that had just fluttered in Rose’s heart was instantly blown away by his words. This man with no sense of

chill in her heart. Perhaps his feelings for

need to force the thought of another woman between them, especially when they were having a rare moment alone

by my saliva on the bagel?

the bagel, and

inexplicably reddened a bit. ‘Dont you have a bit of a germaphobia?”

forgotten how cold he was in college looking at everyone as if they were a plaque it was hard enough to even approach him, let alone sharing

attitude then it’s like he would rather starve than eat anything that someone else had

pursed her lips suddenly having no idea what he was thinking

gaze remained on Rose, his voice inexplicably deep. I do have a

cryptic, but she didn’t delve into what he meant. Instead, she stared

raised an eyebrow, and lowered his head to look at the bagel in his hand. He took another bite,

to get Morrison’s affirmation, so she

that right? Is that what you meant just now? Are you complimenting

shaken by her surrendered ‘Yes, they’re good”

also think I did a pretty good job”

and white hand on his wrist, and said indifferently.

proudly withdrew her hand, reaching for the plate of bagels. “You said they’re good too. They can withstand scrutiny,

suddenly slapped She trembled, raised her head and frowned at Morrison Her rosy lips pouted slightly, and she covered her backhand sounding

“What?

You’re not allowed to eat anymore.”

eves flickered, and she picked up a boiled egg instead. ‘Alright, since you like

bagels in the plate, which were all eaten by Mornson in the end.

a bowl of porridge, and now eyeing the spaghetti