The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1805

“What on earth did he eat tonight? His stomach’s churning out acid like a soda fountain.”

The doctors expression was a mix of stern and dour clearly annoyed by the patient’s reckless disregard for his own well being

As a doctor, the most common encounters were either with those who didn’t follow medical advice or those who created problems for themselves. Not valuing their own health was a big taboo for them as doctors And every day there were patients who kept coming back with such issues

The diagnosis of acute gastritis was enough to make Rose’s blood boil. Given how Morrison reacted to spicy food, she was certain he had a history of stomach issues.

Had he lost his mind tonight? He knew his stomach was a ticking time bomb, that he couldn’t handle spicy food, and yet he’d gone and done it anyway c2

All because of Winston’s offhand comment that he couldn’t take the heat?

To her such willful ignorance was nothing short of idiocy Why would someone as sharp as Morrison make such a boneheaded mistake?

“He well, the dish i made tonight was a bit on the spicy side.”

The doctor pursed his lips, his face tightening “Watch it next time. A few more episodes like this, and it might be too late for a hospital run.”

Rose bit her lip and nodded, voice a low murmur, “Understood, it won’t happen again.”

The doctor retreated back into the examination room.

The doctor’s words did suggest Morrison would pull through without serious consequences this time, which allowed Rose to breathe a sigh of relief before she settled on the hallway bench to wait for him to emerge

She covered her face with her hands, still shaken by the sight of his agony

Thank God it was nothing serious. The sheer panic of the situation had been overwhelming If something had happened to Morrison, she didn’t know what she would’ve

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After what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened. Rose sprang to her feet and approached.

In the hospital room, Morison, after taking anesthesia for the examination, still hadn’t woken up.

“In the next two days, no solid food is allowed, but he can have some easily digestible liquid food. Pay attention to stomach maintenance in the future–anything that is gentle on the stomach is fine. Also,”

The doctor snapped his clipboard shut and furrowed his brows at Rose. “It wasn’t just the spicy food that did a number on his stomach From what we found, it seems like he’s had a whole smorgasbord of issues. Based on what he ate tonight, it shouldn’t have been this bad. Your culinary skills… Have you ever cooked before?”

If it really was her cooking then questioning her skills was an understatement – it would’ve been more appropriate to ask if she knew how to cook at all. Landing someone in the hospital took some doing

Rose shook her head. “No, I had guests over tonight, and none of us had any issues”

The doctor glanced at her “Are you guys trying to kill him?”

Rose’s mouth twitched, “Of course not.”

“Well, that’s odd. Anyway, let’s chalk it up to a learning experience. Make sure you’re more careful in the future.*

“Yes, there won’t be a next

her up one more time before adding “Can you manage on your own? Shouldn’t we

next of kin?”

“No need,

bed who still hadn’t awakened. She

beside him

combative demeanor, and his typically sarcastic words. He lay there, breaths even, lips slightly parted, handsome features

so handsome?

gently laid her hand on his brow,

thus him, she

wasn’t like her

appreciated at face value, because it was simpler

placed it

room, their breathing was the only sound Rose sat there, gazing at Morrison’s face, lost in

passed and as sleepiness crept up on her, she yawned and stood intending to

and looked down to see Momson’s eyes slowly opening, his gap

the sedatives still in his system. He vaguely remembered being wheeled into the room, but

gripped tight

instincthely reached out to hold her. He didn’t

going to rest on the couch

and shifted slightly After a moment, he lifted the covers and patted the empty space

Wouldn’t it be better for you to rest

“Hurry up.”

her hand with impatience

a blush creeping across her face, Rose glanced

but Rose simply took off her jacket and draped it over the chair Then the

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wearing the same home wear, too rattled earlier to

was spacious and comfortable, and Morrison hadn’t left much room. As she lay down,

over herself, Mornson moved closer. His arms wrapped around het,

neck

caught off guard, her breath suddenly seizing

haven’t answered my question, his muffled voice emanated from the nape of her

mind briefly short–circuited “What?”

asked, “Why do

eyes flickered “Because

son’s father, or any of that Tell me

only reason”

grew heavier against

that important to you?”

you

long while before she gently cradled her belly and turned to

Morrison lifted his gaze to meet hers. Rose intently stared into his eyes for a long time before she finally spoke gently, “You’re the father of my child, and you’re my husband. Aren’t these reasons enough for me to worry about

a soft, delicate light, yet she looked at him with gentleness, as if afraid that even a slightly forceful glance

brushed against his jaw, tickling him softly. He watched her too, seeing the caution and sincerity in her eyes.

that reason just about passes,” he

touched Rose’s eyes. “So, can you go to sleep

face, marveling at how delicate a woman could be. Her flawless skin so smooth he couldn’t spot a single pore, and her features perfect

her skin so smooth and soft it slipped through his fingers. Today, he had seen her in a way he never had before

on her waist tightened, and his body leaned closer to

cheeks blushing,

near hers, his voice deep and husky, his breath hot enough

his lips, accompanied by his voice and breath,

today, but the atmosphere of

day she had been bold, brazenly taking

again. Their breath mingled,

his chest slowly climbing to his shoulder as she closed her eyes and

relaxed Momson’s hand on her waist