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”

of laughter. After a

slightly, and he took big steps forward, shoving the puppy to the side What a nuisance Was it

“Woot woof

golden retriever barked a couple of times, jumping and barking at Momson Momson turned around and walked into the dining room.

the dining table was a feast of pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, toast,

asked

said you were hungry, right? Eat up,” Rose said serving him a plate

eat all of this right?” Morrison remarked, though he couldn’t help but appreciate the

a cup of coffee “All this food wasn’t made

then another it was perfect just

remembering how Rose had once been a pampered little princess whod never lifted a finger in

toast and shrugged took some cooking classes. And then when i had nothing to do at home | started

marry Momson

was a perfectly normal family life cooking good meals and waiting for Momson to

so. The effort 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

opportunity today, was

all the original intention of learning to cook has changed doesn’t seem to have any strong

used to kill time

Momsaris brows, yet

up in his

Morrisons silence, Rose merely gave a

As she open

cooking for Morison,

good thing. Take cooking for vyslanca,

Hey

head, following the direction of the bagel

him, somewhat stunned. “You I’m lean into that. he took

look at her. “Your

tiny bit of romance that had just fluttered in Rose’s heart was instantly blown away by his words.

she couldn’t help but feel a chill in her heart. Perhaps his feelings for Mona and for her were completely different

Mona. She didn’t need to force the thought of another woman between them, especially when they

disgusted by my saliva on the

of eating the bagel, and glanced at

you have a bit of a

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

starve than eat anything that someone else had bitten into

no idea what he was thinking

his voice inexplicably deep. I do have a bit of germaphobia, but it depends on whether

she didn’t delve into what he meant. Instead, she stared at Morrison with sparkling eyes,

at the bagel in his hand. He took another

was eager to get Morrison’s affirmation, so she reached out and grabbed

you meant just now? Are

her

think I did a pretty good

soft and white hand on his wrist, and said indifferently.

bagels. “You said they’re good too. They can

she said this, she picked up another bagel, but her hand was suddenly slapped She trembled, raised her head and frowned at Morrison Her rosy lips pouted slightly, and she covered her backhand sounding a bit

“What?

me You’re not

and she picked up a boiled egg instead. ‘Alright, since you like it so much, I let you

more bagels in the plate, which

had one egg a sandwich, a bowl of porridge, and now eyeing the spaghetti