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

the little golden retriever still struggling with the bag on the couch. His face darkened slightly, and he took big steps forward,

“Woot woof

barking at Momson Momson

dining table was a feast of pancakes,

asked raising an eyebrow at the

Eat up,” Rose said

this right?” Morrison remarked, though he couldn’t

just smiled and served him a cup of coffee “All this food wasn’t made only for you I’m hungry

of his coffee then another it was perfect

asked remembering how Rose had once been a pampered little princess whod

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

decided to marry Momson She intended to

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

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

expected that Momson would give her so much time, only

this opportunity today, was

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

used to

between Momsaris

pent up in his heart,

Morrisons silence, Rose

As she open

cooking for

feed hersel was always a good thing. Take cooking for vyslanca,

Hey

of the bagel to Munson.

“You I’m lean into that. he

look at her. “Your mouth been in

instantly blown away by his words. This man with no sense of romance

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

lips, deliberately pushing down the thought of Mona. She didn’t need to force the thought of another woman

my saliva on the bagel?

of eating the bagel, and glanced

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

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

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

her lips suddenly having no idea

on Rose, his voice inexplicably deep. I do have a bit of germaphobia, but it depends on whether the bagel tastes good Taste over

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

lowered his head to look at the bagel in

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

what you meant just now? Are you

shaken by her surrendered

brighter, “I also think

lightly, glanced at her soft and white hand on his wrist, and said indifferently. “Self–praise

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

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

“What?

not allowed to eat

egg instead. ‘Alright, since you like it so much, I let

in the plate, which were all eaten by Mornson in the

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