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”

at the pot, and

behind, trying to

his qonation. But

to the villa at breakneck 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

dark. The 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 upstairs The

Flicking on the light he found it empty

room light an

but his bedroom was

her notes, the trinkets on her deak, even her parenting books The

towels, hairdryer, even the comb and harpes – absolutely everything of hers was

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room was missing her cup, her shoes, her dog, and all her decorative

had vanished.

Rose’s name. Most of the calls didn’t go through, except for the first one, with a call record lasting a

The sofa…

lips pressed into a thin line as he dialed the number, his heart heavy with an emotion he couldn’t quite

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

you know how?”

her. “You gotta give

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

is it now?”

eerily calm, a stark contrast to his usual temper. This calmness made his underlying cold

“At home”

could finish, Morrison

few seconds.

not the stillness of a

chill

divorce. Everything has been said. It’s a good thing for both of us, so

amends as best as I could. There’s not much left to say. I don’t want to make

with icy detachment, “You think I can’t find out if you don’t tell me?”

you have the power to find anyone easily Besides, we’ll have to meet if we’re going through

she could finish, Morrison hung

words cut off, Rose stared at the phone that had disconnected on its own,

dining

some food with a ladle.

fork, knowing Winston had

“Yeah”

you really willing to let go?”

go that made me do wrong in the first place. I’ve been dragging my feet until now. But the longer it goes on, the more I feel I’m just torturing myself.

of alarm in his heart. Indeed, when a woman made up her mind,

was cruel to others, even more so to

hung up the phone and immediately dialed

“Mr Witt?”

where Rose

by Momsong icy tone, couldn’t grasp

“Are you deaf?

find out right

it hit him, and

sight to behold

the dinner, Winston didn’t linger and soon left. A single man and woman alone at night can be awkward, and it seemed prudent

anything I’m just across the hall.

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