The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1804

Winston calmly picked up his water glass, took a sip, and then proceeded to pick up other dishes.

Momson caught sight of his actions out of the corner of his eye, and a cold snort emanated from within.

Winston put another bite of food into his mouth, and his facial features suddenly twisted in response.

Damn, that was sour c2

Winston lifted his gaze to look at Momson, who was calmly eating his own dish, occasionally nodding in acknowledgment, indicating that the taste was good.

Gritting his teeth, Winston went for another dish Sweet, spicy, pungent, numbing and even some bizarre fusion of flavors Did Morrison drag the whole spice rack into the kitchen or what?

Winston spent the whole meal chugging water nearly flipping the table in frustration

Morrison, that stingy infuriating mani He clearly cared, yet he resorted to these underhanded tactics.

Rose stood up and dished out bowls of soup for them all

Winston watched the two of them take a sip before cautiously trying it myself. Finally, something that tasted normal

The strange flavors of the dishes made Winston’s bowl of soup disappear at an alarming rate.

Rose, playing the gracious host, was clearly pleased seeing it as a compliment to her cooking skills. She silently got up and refilled his bowl, placing it in front of him, “Eat

up

Winston could only stare, wondering if they were tag teaming to mess with him. Morrison across the table smirked in an especially taunting manner.

Narrowing his eyes, Winston twirled his fork and pointed it at the plate of spicy buffalo wings in front of Rose.

Td like to try that. Mind if we swap, little Rose?”

‘Oh sure

Good manners were key after all

She didn’t hesitate and started to switch plates with him.

Morrisons face had turned the color of soy sauce. He shot Winston a cold glare and as they successfully exchanged plates. Rose obliviously reached for the wings, and Morrison suddenly pressed his fork down on hers.

“What’s wrong” she asked, puzzled

He swapped his plate of dish with hers. “You eat these”

Rose turned to him, still confused “But these are spicy. You can’t handle it

Winston couldn’t help but chuckle from across the table, “What’s the matter, can’t handle a little heat?”

Momson’s expression darkened. I just don’t prefer it,” he claimed, picking up a popper and shoving it into his mouth.

of his long dark eyebrows betrayed him

had he mixed into that? The spiciness was one thing, but

Served him right. And to think, he actually felt

don’t like it, don’t eat it,‘ she said, concern lacing her voice Monson swallowed

poured him a glass of water, still

dish, “Rose, could you swap that smoked sausage

“Ub okay”

but Morrison intercepted the dish from Winston’s hands and

was left speechless at

the plate from her hands, with a faint smile on his face. And this

trying to exchange dishes with Rose, only to be thwarted by Morrison each time His face grew more thunderous with each attempt Eventually Winston looked down at the completely changed spread before him and said. Seems like we should have switched seats from the start Had so fond of my selections, I would have sat next to Rose

Morrison’s forehead, and upon hearing his words, Morison nearly jabbed

Insufferable!

them, reached for a dish in front of Marrison

his fork

he said with furrowed brows Don’t

much, I can always make more for

it back on the table, his demeanor cool I prefer

no intention to insist, especially with a quest present Rose let it

down with a

didrit fully understand what Rose was like at work before. Now with just a few simple sentences it seemed like he had gered a new understanding of her Though the work related conversation was briel, it was clear he couldn’t fit into their world,

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word. Rose didn’t expect any help from him in entertaining Winston, so they left the table as it was

was ready for nothing more than a long blissful sleep. It had been a perfect day in his book,

out, then closed the door behind him Morrison

grateful he’d stayed

draped over the sofa armrest, was scrolling through

Rose pause, but then she added, “If you really liked tonight’s

all she

few steps, she suddenly froze in her tracks Turning back

a subtle blink of her eyes, she had already stepped forward, urgently walking towards him with quick strides. She placed

out a low groan and slowly lifted his

to her bulging belly, she knelt and cradled his face in her hands, her voice laced with panic. “What’s wrong” Where does it hurt? Tell mel”

reflecting silent agony, didn’t seem inclined to

where does it

truly at a loss: Facing such an unexpected situation, she had no experience whatsoever Especially since it

finally muttered,

dinner. Her worry quickly blended with frustration as she glared at him, her eyes welling up “You know you can’t handle spicy food, so why did you touch those dishes? I have made your favorites.”

to move. After a moment’s hesitation, she stood up, pulling at Morrison. “We need to get you to the hospital, now!

and despite her efforts, Rose couldn’t budge him. Only when he saw her near tears did he gather the strength to stand up, taking her hand as he did.

just calm down,” he

up at him desperately Morrison, please be okay”

sincerity of her worry, the tears in her eyes, and the concern

grip on her wrist, trying to ignore his own discomfort. “Are you really that worried about me?”

her lip “Let’s just go

to her hand “Rose, you haven’t

his gaze, her eyes red and voice firm “Yes, I’m worried about you. I hate seeing you in pain, okay?”