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 you doing here, hmm?

touching hers as his arms encircled her

the fruit plate Tm just

at the plate before sitting beside her on the

fruit plate looked down at him from her

you say was handsome

Chice fell silent

persisted offering a slice

now I told him to perhaps

banana, Chise gave Damon a grin, her bright

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actually falls for

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would undoubtedly get hurt.

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her an apple. “Love in unpredictable,

More than

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her appetite for

to kiss her.

against his

“Good Lord”

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

when she feared the intrusion, it

hand over her mouth, looking like she

space, for heaven’s sake

rang the doorbell of the Rose household.

Morrison. The poor guy had no idea that Rose’s so–called good friend was nothing short of a witch, plotting behind

bell Rose emerged from the kitchen, but Morrison had beaten

and watched as Morrison swung the door open to reveal Winston. Their eyes

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

guest was not lost on him.

Winston for his sudden madness.

smile barely curving his lips after sending Winston a barrage

anything but

puzzled by his bizarre hospitality. Did he have some nerve disorder today?

shot Winston a glare What

Winston ignored it and handed what he was

disdain. “How

Rose, “And this is for you. Saw it and thought

diamond necklace with a simple, elegant teardrop pendant,

eyes with her, with a faint smile,

words, especially under Winston’s intense gaze. Was

Momson was turning out to be more entertaining than any flirtation

Morrison said abruptly, pulling Rose into his embrace in a bold

Roses smile stiffened.

the door closed behind him, Rose excused herself, “Tve got dishes on the stove. You two entertain each other for

your time, Winston said

tense

was blunt. “Dinner’s almost ready. I don’t see the need for

Rose in the kitchen. I feel terrible she’s fussing over

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