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.

his long

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

caught every 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 voice Monson swallowed the popper with an air of indifference and followed it with a

poured him a glass of water,

and reached for another dish, “Rose, could

“Ub okay”

to exchange plates again, but Morrison intercepted the dish from Winston’s hands and slid another plate in front

left speechless at his action

hands, with a faint smile on his face. And this

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

hearing his words, Morison nearly jabbed his

Insufferable!

reached for a dish in front of Marrison As she lifted a piece of jalapeño popper he

his fork

looked up at him, and he said with furrowed brows Don’t haven’t had

can always make more for you another

onto hers and placed it back on the table, his demeanor

insist, especially with a quest present

it down with a sharp

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

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in entertaining Winston, so they left the table as it was and moved to the living room

the dinner party feeling 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 perfect day in his book, so he didn’t linger. After a

out, then closed the door behind him Morrison remained

stayed by her side throughout Winston’s visit. “Thanks for

sofa armrest, was scrolling through his phone. He murmured a non–committal

you really

all she got

tinge of 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,

him with quick strides. She placed

groan and slowly lifted his head.

down awkwardly due to her bulging belly, she knelt and cradled his face

agony, didn’t seem inclined to

where does it hurt?

unexpected situation, she had no experience whatsoever

finally muttered,

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

made her hands hesitant to move. After a

him. Only when he saw her near tears did he gather the strength to stand up, taking her hand as he

calm down,” he

at him desperately Morrison, please

taken aback by the sincerity of her worry, the tears in her eyes, and the concern in her choked voice. There was no hiding it, no denying the truth of her emotions.

trying to ignore his own discomfort. “Are you

bit her lip “Let’s just go to the

holding on to her hand

her eyes red and voice firm “Yes, I’m worried