The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1806

Rose was taken aback, staring at Morrison for a long while. Her mouth opened and closed, utterly at a loss for words.

She replayed his words over in her mind dozens of times, but the answer eluded her. So did Morrison actually like her or not?

“Dislike her and still fancy her? Men.”

Men were all the same Morrison was no exception.

“Wife show–off flirting. “c2

Eventually, he just blurted out the words one by one. Rose could string them together, but she was flaunting flirting?

In her current state, she must have been at her most unglamorous ever Pregnant with a protruding belly, devoid of any curves to speak of her face was mostly bare except for minimal makeup for work. At home, she never bothered much with her appearance.

Lately, she’d been as natural as can be, just doing whatever felt comfortable. Compared to her past self, even her school days, she didn’t stand a chance What was there to flaunt or flirt about in front of him now?

But the word “wife” in his mouth still caught her attention

She pursed her lips and burrowed her head back into Morrison’s chest. Considering he still knew she was his wife, she decided not to hold it against him today

Not that she could, even if she wanted to. He was so groggy right now, he probably had no idea what he had said earlier. She regretted not recording it to play back to him the next day, just to see his expression.

Drowsiness overtook her, and she yawned, snuggling into Morrison’s embrace and closing her eyes.

If there was one skill she’d honed during pregnancy, it was controlling her emotions, adjusting her mindset to not let anything get to her

Morrison said he disliked her, but he also said he liked her. She’d just go with the latter. It made her happier.

The next morning Rose woke up early

Morrison was still asleep. She carefully extracted herself from his arms, but the next second, she was enveloped in a tight embrace from behind “Go back to sleep

Rose stiffened. “I I need to go home for a bit. You need breakfast. I’ll make some oatmeal for you.”

Morrison’s brow creased, still with his eyes closed “Call the assistant to bring it over.”

“That won’t do Store–bought gruel won’t be good for you. Go back to sleep.”

He refused to let go

“Morrison Rose urged him gently but firmly.

Finally Morrison suddenly tossed the covers off.

*What are you doing? Rose quickly covered him ag

Morrison looked at her, his face grew pale, showing signs of sickness, but his grip didn’t loosen. “Rose” His voice was weaker than before

Do you know why I’m in the hospital right now?

Rose pressed her lips together, “Acute gastritis.”

Morrison took a shallow breath, “And who caused it?”

Without hesitation, Rose replied: “You”

Taking a deep breath, Momson suddenly clutched his stomach, agitated. “It was you who caused it!”

blank. “How

dishes made

you like, but last night you insisted on fighting over the rest. Why be macho when you can’t handle spicy? If it’s self–inflicted, how can it be anyone else’s fault”

hearing yourself? I’m a patient here

to be masonable”

you inviting that rumored boyfriend over for dinner without telling me first

shouldn’t have invited Winston over without consulting you first, and I shouldnt have

tell you

turned serious.

pitiful. Good to know So to prevent

nodded. “I will never put chili

his teeth. “No, it means you’re never to

look, then snickered “Why? You’re not jealout, are

narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her. Dori flatter yourself

the company needs hot. Besides, we no friends. If he wants

you’re trying to finish

“Why would dealing with Winston

Morson had overheard the

furrowed with pain. Rose’s expression changed, and she leaned in closer, “Are you okay?

hurts

call the

speak, Rose dashed out of the

a brief examination, the doctor cast a doubtful

to swiftly change his tone. ‘Stomach ailments are among the most challenging conditions we face in this hospital They can stem from a variety of causes–late nights, excessive drinking, eating icy or spicy foods, or even stress It requires a great deal of self–discipline and cooperation from the patient if the patient doesn’t work with us,

his speel, the doctor glanced at Morrison, who nodded in solemn agreement. “Indeed. I believe my stomach pain flared

hope you can be mindful of the patient’s emotional state Patients tend to be quite sensitive, and

at his side, his brow furrowed with

was provoking him?

down her spine. Especially the part

in cold sweat

such distress only heightened

understand I’ll be more

bed who seemed to be in agony, and a nearly imperceptible smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth–how

chilorsh

considering the treatment and pain relief he had just yesterday, along with the anesthesia during the

care. When patients aren’t self–disciplined, it’s up to those around them to keep a vigilant eye.

a simple, “Thank you,

doctor nodded and left

Rose, this is

“Okay I’m sorry”

sorry? You need to behave, got

“Huh?”

Rose’s obstinate cluelessness. ‘You… Winston! I swear, just seeing Winston makes my stomach chum Keep your distance from

not to let you

need to stay away from him”

ordeal, she simply nodded along “Sure,

flinging the covers

blinked in shock What are you

gown and reached for his clothes on the hanger

called out in frustration

going home with you

side. “No! You still need your

don’t want it Morrison’s words hung in the air as

don’t want to be at the hospital alone We could call a

her expression easing considerably