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.

long dark eyebrows betrayed him

The spiciness was one thing, but the overpowering pepper…

him right. And to think, he actually felt a twinge of sympathy for this Morrison at the doorstep earlier

observed Morrison’s subtle expressions. “Morrison, if you don’t like it, don’t eat it,‘ she said, concern lacing her voice Monson swallowed the popper with an air of indifference and followed it with a mouthful of rice. “Tastes fine to me he

him a glass

another dish, “Rose, could you swap that smoked sausage

“Ub okay”

dish from Winston’s hands and slid another plate in front of her.

speechless at his

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

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

hearing his words,

Insufferable!

the two of them, reached for a dish in front of Marrison As she lifted a piece of

his fork

with furrowed brows Don’t haven’t had my

I can always make more for you another time. Rose said

hers and placed it back on the

a quest present Rose let

down with a

every word camed her own flexible tactics it was the attitude and wisdom necessary for a company leader He 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

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any help from him in entertaining Winston, so they left the table as it was and moved to

like a million bucks. He’d stuffed himself with a feast, successfully made a fool of Morrison, and was ready for nothing more than a long blissful sleep. It had been a

Winston out, then closed the door behind him Morrison remained seated on

firmly together as she approached him Despite the evenings awkward moments, she was grateful he’d stayed by her side throughout Winston’s visit. “Thanks for sticking with me tonight” she said, it meant

sofa armrest, was scrolling through his phone. He murmured

made Rose pause, but then she added, “If you really liked

was all she

embarrassment. Rose was about to leave for the kitchen. But before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly froze in her tracks Turning back to Morrison, she noticed he hadn’t moved an inch. As she recalled on his last response, she

her eyes, she had already stepped forward, urgently walking towards him with quick strides. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a

let out a low groan and slowly lifted his head.

down awkwardly due to her bulging belly, she knelt and cradled his face in her hands, her voice laced with panic. “What’s wrong” Where

brows and eyes reflecting silent agony, didn’t

where does it

situation, she had no experience whatsoever Especially since it involved Morrison–his pain

distress, Morrison finally muttered,

glared at him, her eyes welling up “You know you can’t handle spicy food, so why did you

move. After a moment’s hesitation, she stood up, pulling at Morrison. “We

Rose couldn’t budge him. Only when he saw her near tears did he gather the strength

just calm down,” he said softly

up at him

worry, the tears in her eyes, and the concern in her choked voice. There was

his own discomfort. “Are you really

her lip “Let’s just go

still holding on to her hand “Rose, you haven’t answered my

met his gaze, her eyes red and voice firm “Yes, I’m worried about you. I hate seeing