The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1835

“As for Morrison Witt’s birthday bash, it had no conflict with my press

conference. I mean, the Spotlight Beauty launch isn’t exactly a 24-hour

marathon, right? It’s practically wrapping up as we speak.”

The reporter piped up, “What about Witt’s ex-girlfriend? Her sudden return and

staying at the same hospital—why are both of them hospitalized at the same

time?”

“His ex just got back to town, and now Witt’s throwing this massive birthday

shindig. You sure she’s not a factor in this?”

Rose flashed a casual smile. “Just wanted to have a birthday celebration, you

know? Sometimes, there isn’t a hidden agenda. My husband and I are solid. I

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wish folks wouldn’t read into things too much. Like my colleague just said,

today’s all about the new line from Spotlight Beauty. Let’s keep things

professional and focus on the product, shall we? Thanks for your support.”

Once these issues were on the table, there was no way the focus would shift

back to the company’s new products. For them, gossip was a far juicier story

than any product launch.

Handing the mic off to the host, Rose turned with a smile and headed

backstage. Only when she was out of sight did her smile fade.d2

A colleague, worried, followed her backstage where she was sipping water from

a thermos. “Mrs. Witt, you okay?” they asked.

Rose set down her cup and smiled, shaking her head. “I’m fine, really.”

“But are you and Mr. Witt really all good?”

The questions from the reporters weren’t baseless. Spotlight Beauty’s launch

and Witt’s birthday party were the talk of the town in R City. This couple, always

so private yet always the talk of the town, suddenly found their high-profile

events clashing head-on. It was hard not to pay attention.

Was everything between her and Morrison really okay? She didn’t know.

And as for what was happening at Morrison’s birthday party, she was in the

dark. From the reporters’ questions, it was clear Mona hadn’t shown up at the

party yet. If she had, the reporters’ reactions would have been far more intense.

The situation was already tense, but if Mona made an appearance, Rose would

be in the eye of the storm. The whispers, the sneers, and the vile comments

online would all be amplified by Mona’s presence at Morrison’s party. She’d

have to face the accusations she’d always tried to ignore, the ones she

pretended didn’t bother her:

The homewrecker.

climbing the social

The ruthless woman.

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hotel, Rose watched the heavy snowfall paint the

to delight in the sudden

pockets of her down

lining, her gaze distant.

mind wandered back to a snowy day

night shifts for two months at a jewelry counter, all

platinum bracelet.

birthday. A man wearing

cumbersome accessory, typically feminine. A watch

the more conventional choice for a

Morrison suited the bracelet perfectly. His

slender. A ring would look amazing on

to gift

luxury, were

was too commonplace, and far beyond her means. Even a

a watch Morrison would truly

him something meaningful, something earned

money.

would use some sarcastic words

time, she had also

mutual

them. They supported each

odd, but

any form would

might not treat

wouldn’t wear it.

months of night shifts and bonuses, she was

she finally had enough

day before

birthday, when she arrived at the party, all

nowhere to be found.

the address himself and invited her to

got there, she was informed

to believe it was a cruel joke on her.

that kind of person. Yet,

Mona picked up. “Sorry, Morrison decided to

venue last minute for a new club opening. Where are you?

coming? I’ll text you the

to fall heavier as she took a cab to

Morrison’s phone went unanswered.

for a whole night,

The velvet box in

became a day she could never forget

couldn’t erase from her memory no

Morrison’s last birthday before leaving school. Afterward,

began, and the

unfolded, the chill in the air between Morrison and

barbed exchanges

to a

to him, not even warranting a single spoken word. She

had any opportunity to

and they drifted apart, each going their

had

undelivered.

wind whistled through the trees,

shiver. Shaking off the chill,

out of her coat

lay a purple, rectangular velvet

lights gleamed

inside.

through the air

been all the rage back

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