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”

in fits of laughter. After a while, she

retriever still struggling with the bag on the couch. His face darkened slightly, and he took big steps forward, shoving the puppy to the side What

“Woot woof

couple of times, jumping and barking at Momson

feast of pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, toast, and

asked raising

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

know i cant eat all of this right?” Morrison remarked, though he

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

sip of his coffee then another it was

learn to cook all this? he asked remembering how Rose had

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

only enrolled in cooking classes after shed decided to marry Momson She intended to learn as much

wanted was a perfectly normal family life cooking good meals and waiting

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 even earn

would give her so much time, only allowing her to display i

today,

intention of learning to cook has changed doesn’t seem to have any strong emotions about it

used to

between Momsaris brows, yet he

pent up in his heart,

Rose merely

As she open

for Morison, she

good thing. Take cooking

Hey

her head, following the direction of the bagel to Munson. She

lean into that. he took a bola siku beslaan

to look at her. “Your mouth been in the

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

chill in her heart. Perhaps his feelings for Mona and for

to force the thought of another woman between them, especially when they were

disgusted by my

eating the bagel, and glanced at Rose His

a bit. ‘Dont you have

were a plaque it was hard

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

suddenly having no idea what he was thinking

in his hand. His gaze remained on Rose, his voice inexplicably deep. I do have a bit of germaphobia, but it depends on whether the

words were somewhat cryptic, but she didn’t delve into what he meant. Instead, she stared at Morrison

to look at the bagel in his hand. He took another bite,

affirmation, so she reached out and grabbed his

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

by her

think I did a pretty good job”

soft and white hand on his wrist, and said indifferently. “Self–praise

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

She trembled, raised her head and frowned at

“What?

for me You’re not allowed to eat anymore.”

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

the plate, which were all eaten by Mornson

a sandwich, a bowl of porridge, and now eyeing the spaghetti next to her, her expression