The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1828

Chapter 1828

Morrison had reached his breaking point. The woman was growing more and

more brazen by the day. Did she think he was invisible?

Stuffing a sandwich into his mouth and gulping down his coffee in a few swift

swallows, he stood up, his face the color of thunder, and marched out of the

hospital room.

By the time Rose reached Winston’s hospital room, a small crowd had already

gathered, mainly young women, all huddled around the small glass on the door,

trying to sneak a peek inside.

“Seriously, it’s really Winston?”

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“Definitely, I almost bumped into him at the door. He’s staying in this room.

“I heard he came to R City, but why would he be in the hospital?”

“No idea, but it looks like he got into a fight, his face and head seemed banged

up.”

“A fight? If the media gets wind of this, won’t it blow up into a big deal?”

“Getting into trouble right after arriving in R City, if this gets out, it’s going to be a

sensation!”

Rose’s heart sank at these murmurs, a bad feeling creeping up on her. An

international movie star, in a brawl in R City and ending up in a hospital…

Scores of people were waiting for just one slip-up, and if this incident went

public, it would be a devastating blow to his career.

Her expression darkened. All of this hanppened because of her, and if anything

serious happened, she couldn’t escape blame.

Hospital security and a few plain-clothed individuals, likely Winston’s

management team, started to shoo the crowd away, sticking to a firm “no

comment” policy.

Once the hallway cleared, Rose approached the door, about to knock, when a

familiar force wrapped around her waist, Morrison’s familiar scent enveloping

her.

She turned, finding Morrison beside her with a scowl, his arm possessively

pulling her close. He grunted at her gaze.

“Incorrigible woman.”

Rose was still brooding over the recent events, particularly that Morrison was

responsible for Winston’s hospitalization and the potential media frenzy. She

was far from pleased. As his voice fell, she pursed her lips and elbowed him

hard in the ribs.

Caught off guard, Morrison winced, his face momentarily contorted with pain.

glance and knocked on the

Morrison muttered under his breath, following

was determined not to leave Rose alone with that man

Winston.

looked particularly unwell, and the overnight nurse

was also

greeted Rose upon

asked, “Has

doing?”

assistant, clueless about the true cause of

at Rose. “Ms. Rose,

she was the current “big spender, and with Winston’s

to anyone was tougher than

these patrons

be haughty, but they couldn’t follow suit. They

have that privilege.

well aware that their relationship

Winston, the Spotlight Beauty

impact, and sales

bill, they had to handle

smile, “Winston was hospitalized, and

invited him to R City. If anything goes wrong, I

responsibility”

assistant looked uneasy. “Ms. Rose,

trouble that may affect

didn’t directly reveal that Winston’s hospital

so-called husband, which could spark media

important is that he’s alright: “Fortunately, it’s

for our product

“That’s good to hear.”

a frosty glance. This woman,

line when there were benefits, but at the first sign

she’d be the

he was in this mess? She was

real issue.

had breakfast?” Rose asked

bit grumpy. He’s not

at Winston, whose complexion

one of his absolute

to put on a bit of charm

ounce was

remarked, “Winston, breakfast

glared at

on an empty stomach. Morrison had plenty just

twitched. Was she provoking

if on cue with Rose’s words, the

idea why Rose

encouraging

and promptly greeted him

an honor to have you

knew about

explode from

air of aloof nobility, gave a curt nod and glanced

my wife’s company, it’s only proper

him”

two, Rose and Morrison, were

they come.

anger simmering, Winston’s lips twitched into a

“Did you have

You look absolutely

expression darkened instantly. Everyone turned to

they stifled their laughter, not daring to make

has always been about looks, and with you looking

ditch you for a better

Winston turned to his assistant, stroking his own face, “How’s my

looking?”

always perfec. Even

an edgy charm that’s hard to

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