The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1803

Rose glanced at him perplexingly from the living room before getting into the kitchen with an air of confusion.

Every time Rose finished whipping up a dish, she’d carry it out with pride, and occasionally, Morrison would pop into the kitchen to lend a helping hand.

The guy was acting like the picture–perfect citizen–helpful, kind, and honest to a fault

But to apply such descriptors to Morrison was like seeing pigs fly Had Morrison been possessed by some kind of spirit today?

Rose shook her head, utterly clueless about what had gotten into him. She lifted the lid of the stew pot, gave it a stir, and covered it again, then glanced at the casserole

beside it c2

Winter was all about having that steaming hearty pot as the main event.

At the moment, Winston was dressed to the nines, but oddly enough, he found himself lounging on the couch, silently watching the muted TV phone in hand I’ve been invited over to Rose’s for dinner tonight I gotta ask, is her cooking any good?”

Chloe, at that moment, was holding a fruit tray and eating fruit Upon hearing Winston’s words, she paused for a moment “Rose’s cooking herself?”

“Yeah, she assured me it would be a meal to remember I’m just worried she might poison me”

Chloe blinked, slightly amused. “I haven’t witnessed how amazing her cooking skills are, but I have seen her in the kitchen a few times. Didn’t pay much attention, though, There were some cooking classes back in school

She paused, biting into an apple with a somewhat bemused expression Rose nearly blew up the classroom once. As for the edibility of her food turning every dish into a variety of flavors, including the occasional scorched surprise, was definitely among her skills.

“What happened in the cooking class?!”

Winston’s voice took on a darker tone. Chloe swallowed her apple and cleared her throat “It was fine. Imagine, a girl of her status, how picky could she be” if she says it’s good, how could it be wrong? As for this whole poisoning thing, you’re joking, right?”

“Summers The more you talk, the less convinced I am.”

Chloe’s features twisted awkwardly. Then you must be hearing things. Rose’s pregnant now. She has to eat what she cooks, too. There’s no way she’d risk her own and her baby’s health just to poison you.”

Winston fell silent for a moment, then grabbed a box from the coffee table and stood up “Alright, then I guess I’ll grace her with my presence tonight. Gotta go, I’m heading

out

“Wait, hold on a sec”

Chloe called out, and Winston raised an eyebrow. “What now?”

“Well when you get there, see if Morrison is around. And try to be extra charming with Rose”

Winston scoffed dismissively as he reached for the door. Do you know how much I’m worth? You want me to flirt with Rose and give the media something juicy?

“it’s win win. It’s not like it’s real. Plus, it’ll stir up some attention, good for your image, right?”

“Like I care about that?”

Chice pouted “Even better, then Look, just give Momson a little sense of insecurity, okay?

As Winston strolled past the garden wall, he chuckled at Chloe’s words, then fell silent for a few seconds before breaking into laughter.

“My dear Miss Summers, you wouldn’t be setting up a string of men in R City, would you?”

Chloe took another bite of her banana, looking up to see a tall, imposing figure descending the staircase She coughed lightly.

“What are you talking about? Rose is a catch; she’s got plenty of admirers. Why would I need to arrange anything? With your charm and good looks. enough Just make sure James feels the heat Gotta go.”

Before Winston could respond she hung up the call

study? What are

deep voice his forehead touching hers as his arms encircled her waist, pulling

quickly showed him the fruit plate Tm just enjoying some frut

her on

looked down at him from her elevated position.

say was handsome and

Chice fell silent

a slice of

out “Just Winston Hes in R City now I told him

Damon

crossing lus face “Amn’t you afraid it might turn

in confusion: “What

Winston actually falls

as she waved her hands domasnerty “Tinpossible”

impossible? Didnt you say kota

face looked somewhat uncomfortable

het, he would undoubtedly

ikad by

No is impossible nation won’t fall

smiled lightly, offering her an apple. “Love in

More than

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appetite for fruit.

leaned in to kiss her. It was his fault

against his shoulders.

“Good Lord”

locked onto Chloe’s in a fierce, possessive kiss when Elizabeth’s voice suddenly shattered the moment. Chloe’s cheeks flushed

feared the

looked up at the staircase with a scowl. Elizabeth stood at the top, hand over her mouth, looking like she

public space, for heaven’s

the doorbell of the

had no idea that Rose’s so–called good friend

of the bell Rose emerged from the kitchen, but Morrison had beaten her to the

watched as Morrison swung the door open to reveal Winston. Their eyes clashed, tension clashing

thought it was going to be a cozy dinner for two with sweet little Rose”

guest was

nearly kicked Winston for his sudden madness. Sweet little Rose,

Winston a barrage of icy glares. “Welcome,” he said, though it was

anything but

puzzled by his bizarre hospitality. Did he have some nerve

shot Winston a glare

and handed what he was holding to Morrison.

disdain. “How

small, exquisite box to Rose, “And this is

a simple, elegant teardrop

lacked eyes with her, with a faint

under Winston’s intense

Winston found it increasingly amusing Provoking Momson was turning out to be more entertaining than any flirtation

don’t you come in? it’s chilly by the door Morrison said abruptly, pulling

Roses smile stiffened.

herself, “Tve got dishes on

Winston said with a grin

was tense

don’t see

Il check on Rose in the kitchen. I

quests naturally requires some sincerity. You don’t need to go to the kitchen. After all, you are the quest. It’s unreasonable to invite guests for a meal and then ask them to help in the kitchen. The quests should just wait to be served. Feel free to sit I go to the kitchen