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

mixed into that? The spiciness was

bit of Momson’s reaction and laughed to himself. Served him right. And to think,

concern lacing her voice Monson swallowed the popper with an air of indifference and

glass of water, still worried

dish, “Rose, could you swap that smoked sausage

“Ub okay”

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

was left speechless at his action

with a faint smile on his face. And

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

hearing his words, Morison nearly jabbed his fork in his direction

Insufferable!

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

his fork

him, and he said with

can always make more for you

his fork onto hers and placed it back on the table, his demeanor cool I prefer

a

down with a

she uttered 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 Though the work related conversation was briel, it was clear he couldn’t fit into their world, leaving him to brood over his indiceritable mesi ha mood growing stormør by

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The minute

finally ended, Morison hardly spoke another word. Rose didn’t expect any help from him in entertaining Winston,

than a long blissful sleep. It had been a perfect day in

closed the door behind him Morrison

stayed by her side throughout

sofa armrest, was scrolling through his phone. He

Rose pause, but then she added, “If you really liked tonight’s dinner, I can whip it

“Hmm” was all

had taken a few steps, she suddenly froze in her tracks Turning back to Morrison, she noticed he hadn’t moved an inch. As

had already stepped forward, urgently walking towards him with quick strides. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a gentle shake “Morrison, are

let out a low groan and slowly lifted his head. “What?”

reacting to his attitude, Rose was taken aback by his pale, sweaty face Bending down awkwardly due to her bulging belly, she knelt and cradled his face in her hands, her

and eyes reflecting silent agony, didn’t seem

to me where

an unexpected situation, she had no experience whatsoever Especially since it involved Morrison–his pain was evident, and

finally muttered,

worry quickly blended with frustration as she glared at him,

Morrison, looking more fragile than ever, made her hands hesitant to move. After a moment’s hesitation, she stood up,

near

calm down,” he said softly

up at him desperately

eyes, and the concern in her

ignore his own discomfort. “Are

just go

on to her hand “Rose, you

eyes red and voice firm “Yes, I’m worried about you.