The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1821

Winston arched an eyebrow as he entered the cozy kitchen, a smile on his lips. “Congrats on the new pad, Rose”

“Thanks a lot.”

“Except that your neighbor is still me

Rose smiled and said. “Actually, I owe you one for scouting this place out for me”

She shut the door behind them, following Winston into the kitchen. It’s kinda ironic, isn’t it? I invite you over to The R City, and you end up finding my new digs ‘c2

Winston placed the grocery bag on the countertop, a smirk playing on his face. “Well, when it comes to social connections, us guys have a bit of

an edge”

He couldn’t shake the guilt he felt towards her. That damned witch Chloe, always assigning tasks and then skirting the blame when things went

south

“Why don’t you hang back while I get things sorted? I’ll give you a holler when it’s ready.”

“You sure you don’t need a hand?”

She shook her head, her voice light. “The world’s simplest meal is just stew.”

Winston didn’t press further.

True to her word, it wasn’t long before Rose called him to the dining room. Stepping in, Winston couldn’t help but marvel. Women were truly magical creatures – in such a short time, she’d transformed the entire table into a feast. The pot in the center bubbled with inviting steam, casting a cozy glow around the room.

“All set already?”

“It’s just a matter of washing some veggies. Have a seat.”

He did as told, watching as Rose busied herself with adding food to the pot and adjusting the heat. It wasn’t long before she served him a plate of food

Winston watched her careful movements, a mysterious smile playing on his face.

“Back at Summit Ridge University, there was this girl whom no one dares to provoke. She was elegant, delicate, and assertive It’s hard to believe that the once famous figure on campus, known for her charisma, has now become so homely, especially with such a caring nature”

Rose paused, setting the fork aside. “Nobody owes me anything. And no one has the obligation or duty to look after me You’ve got to have some life skills, or you’ll starve living alone”

He looked at her for a moment longer, then picked up his fork, diving into the stew with enthusiasm. “Hmm, this is genuinely both healthy and convenient – and delicious to boot. There’s nothing quite like this.”

She burst out laughing, caught off guard by his praise. “Arent you exaggerating a bit?”

The taste is spot–on, and if we’re being honest, it’s all thanks to the chef”

Rose rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance “You’re laying it on thick. Can’t you be a bit more genuine?”

“It’s all heartfelt, really I ran it through my mind several times before saying it. If I kept it in any longer, my thoughts would’ve started to tre

With her back of her hand pressed to her forehead, Rose laughed uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking with the effort to contain herself. “Men

are natural liars”

Winstons lips curled into a slight smile as he watched her “Your veggies are ready”

the pot, and

he stormed out his assistant trailing behind, trying to offer was already descending the steps, his figure disappearing

given his qonation.

speed only to find it shrouded in darkness. A frown creased his bion. He watched the spare key bum flower pot by the door and entered the silent house

absence of light was a bad omen. He alwa but now it was off But she just told him that she

shoes as he made his way

he found it empty along with the

the living room light an

but his bedroom was end

trinkets on her deak, even her parenting books The closet was bare of her clothes, and the bathroom was emptied of

the toiletries in the bathroom, toothbrush, towels, hairdryer, even the comb and harpes – absolutely everything of hers was gone, nothing wa left behind.

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living room was missing her cup, her shoes, her dog, and all her decorative pieces. In the kitchen, her plates,

had vanished.

hollow living room, Morrison felt his anger seeping away, replaced by a deep, unsettling dread. He finally took out his phone, his call log flooded with Rose’s name. Most of the calls

The sofa…

the number, his heart heavy with an emotion

Her hands moved a bit faster at the sound, and Winston set down his fork to answer it “Let me take care of that. You get

sure you know how?”

an eyebrow at her. “You gotta give me some more credit than

gave an apologetic smile, handed him the noodles, and went to the living room. The caller ID

is it now?”

a stark contrast to his usual temper. This calmness made

“At home”

could finish, Morrison cut

for a few seconds. “You’ve been

ever, not the stillness of a windless lake but the ice of a

chill

thing for both of us, so let’s get it over with. Besides, someone has been waiting

hesitated, then added, “Morrison, I’ve tried to make amends as best as I could. There’s not much left to say. I don’t

“You think I can’t find out if you

to hide from you. After all, in R City, you have the power

could finish, Morrison hung

Rose stared at the phone that had disconnected on its

dining room.

up at her and served her some food with a ladle. “Have you really decided?”

her fork, knowing Winston had overheard her call

“Yeah”

really willing to let go?”

my feet until now. But the longer it goes on, the more I feel I’m just torturing myself. I tried, and I had what

his heart. Indeed, when a woman made up her

cruel to others, even more

the phone and

“Mr Witt?”

where Rose

already shaken by Momsong icy tone, couldn’t

“Are you deaf?

humedly replied. ‘Il find out right away Mr

it hit him,

sight to behold

Winston didn’t linger and soon left. A single man and woman alone at night can be

if you need anything I’m just across the hall. Take care

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