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

breath,

not to

Winston.

unwell, and

was also

greeted

of guilt, Rose asked, “Has the doctor been by? How’s

doing?”

about the true cause of

Rose. “Ms. Rose, what brings

the current “big spender,

up to anyone was tougher than climbing

these patrons

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

have that privilege.

that their

the Spotlight Beauty

market impact, and sales

the bill, they had to handle the

faint smile, “Winston was hospitalized,

him to R City. If

responsibility”

looked uneasy. “Ms. Rose, you exaggerate. It’s

that

that Winston’s hospital stay

her so-called husband, which could spark

important is that he’s alright: “Fortunately,

for our product

“That’s good to hear.”

a frosty glance. This woman,

first in line when there were benefits, but

be the quickest

not understand why he was in this mess? She was clearly avoiding

real issue.

had breakfast?” Rose

bit grumpy. He’s not one

Winston, whose complexion was particularly

of one of his

was infamous. He used to put on a bit of charm for her,

not an ounce was in

she remarked, “Winston, breakfast

at

empty stomach. Morrison had plenty just

lips twitched. Was

with Rose’s words, the

Rose was

encouraging Winston

until he saw Morrison and promptly greeted him

such an honor to have you

knew about

explode from his assistant’s

nobility, gave a curt nod and glanced

the ambassador for my wife’s company, it’s only proper that I check in

him”

Rose and Morrison, were

they come.

simmering, Winston’s lips twitched into

have a run-in with a

You look

instantly. Everyone turned

their laughter, not daring

about looks, and with you looking like this, be

you

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

looking?”

face is always perfec. Even with

charm

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