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

The spiciness

bit of Momson’s reaction and laughed to himself. Served him right. And to think, he actually felt a twinge of sympathy for this Morrison at the doorstep

fingers sweating as she observed Morrison’s subtle expressions. “Morrison, if you don’t like it, don’t eat it,‘ she said, concern lacing her

a glass of water,

and reached for another dish, “Rose, could you swap that smoked sausage

“Ub okay”

went to exchange plates again, but Morrison intercepted the dish from Winston’s hands and

was left speechless at his

her hands, with a faint smile on his

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

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

Insufferable!

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

his fork

he said with furrowed brows Don’t haven’t had my

it that much, I can always make more for

it back on the table, his demeanor cool

intention to insist, especially with a quest present

it down with a

Every sentence 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

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ended, Morison hardly spoke another word. Rose didn’t expect any help from him in entertaining Winston, so they left the table as it was and moved to the living room

nothing more than a long blissful sleep. It had been a perfect day in his book, so he didn’t linger. After a short while, he bid farewell and hit

behind him Morrison remained seated

was grateful he’d stayed by her side throughout Winston’s visit. “Thanks for sticking with me tonight” she

scrolling through his phone. He murmured a non–committal “Hmm” in response.

she added, “If you really liked tonight’s dinner, I can whip it up again tomorrow”

“Hmm” was all she got

to leave for the kitchen. But before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly froze in her tracks

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

pale, sweaty face Bending down awkwardly due to her bulging belly, she knelt and

reflecting silent agony, didn’t seem inclined

where does

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

distress, Morrison finally muttered, “My

frustration as she glared at him, her eyes welling up “You know you

After a moment’s hesitation, she

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.

down,” he said

Rose, tears brimming, looked up at him

her eyes, and the concern in her choked voice. There was no

wrist, trying to ignore his own discomfort. “Are you really that

lip “Let’s just

on to her hand

and voice firm “Yes, I’m worried about you. I hate seeing you in