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.*

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detailed rundown of do’s and don’ts before leaving, sizing her up one more time

next of kin?”

shook her head, “No need, I

bed who still hadn’t awakened. She stood there

beside him

lay there, breaths even, lips slightly parted, handsome features relaxed

how could it be so handsome? If only his personality wasn’t so off–putting

her hand on his brow, trailing

for those looks, and thus him, she wouldn’t be breaking her own

wasn’t like

things like now, were better off being appreciated at face value, because

placed it

silence of the hospital room, their breathing was the only sound Rose

up on her, she yawned and stood intending to rest on the nearby couch. But her

see Momson’s eyes slowly opening, his gap

were heavy the sedatives still in his system. He vaguely remembered being

gripped tight

by his side and as she began to leave, he instincthely reached out

tired I was going to rest on the couch for a

a moment, he lifted the covers and patted

still sick. Wouldn’t it be better for you to rest

“Hurry up.”

her hand

face, Rose glanced at the offered space

frown, his pale face marked with displeasure, but Rose simply took off her jacket and draped it over the chair Then the ipproached the bed

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she was still wearing the same home

lifted her legs onto it, and slowly lay down. The VIP hospital bed was spacious and comfortable, and Morrison hadn’t left much room. As she lay down, she was right

over herself, Mornson moved closer. His arms wrapped around het, his presence engulfing her, his warm breath cascaded over the skin of her

neck

was caught off guard, her breath suddenly seizing as her body

question, his muffled voice emanated from the

mind briefly short–circuited

ensued before he asked, “Why

“Because

want to hear that it’s because I’m your son’s father,

the only

grew heavier against her

that important to you?”

you

ceiling silent for a long while before she gently cradled her belly and turned to

to meet hers. Rose intently stared into his eyes for a long time before she finally spoke gently, “You’re the father of

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

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

guess that reason just about

touched Rose’s eyes. “So, can you go

a woman could be. Her flawless skin so smooth he couldn’t spot

skin so smooth and soft it slipped through his fingers. Today,

hand on her waist tightened,

against Morrison’s chest, her cheeks blushing,

his voice deep and husky, his breath hot enough to feel like

by his voice and breath, pressed against hers. Her hand clutching his chest tightened.

too intimate today, but the atmosphere of the

bold, brazenly taking the initiative

as Mornson’s kiss breached her defenses once again. Their breath mingled,

her hand on his chest slowly climbing

her waist suddenly