The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

“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.

the social

The ruthless woman.

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hotel, Rose watched the heavy snowfall paint

seemed to delight in the sudden

pockets of her down

lining, her gaze distant.

to a snowy day

two months at

platinum bracelet.

Morrison’s birthday. A man wearing a

accessory, typically

more conventional choice

the bracelet perfectly. His

would look amazing on him, but where did

to gift him

born to luxury, were

watch was too commonplace, and far beyond her

a watch Morrison

him something meaningful, something earned

money.

would use some sarcastic words at

Over time, she had also become accustomed

relationship looked like mutual disdain, but

between them. They supported each

Their dynamic was odd, but as long as there was

any form would

the bracelet, might not

wouldn’t wear it.

two months of night shifts and bonuses,

nonstop, she

the day

birthday, when she arrived at the party, all dressed up,

nowhere to be found.

himself and invited her to come,

there, she was informed the

to believe it was a cruel joke on her. She

person. Yet, he wouldn’t answer

several attempts, Mona picked up. “Sorry,

last minute for a new club

coming? I’ll

heavier as she took a cab to the new

Morrison’s phone went unanswered.

stood outside like that for a whole night, and the heavy snow almost

box in

a day she could never

couldn’t erase from her memory no

before leaving school. Afterward, the

began, and

unfolded, the chill

barbed exchanges and frosty

moved to a state

him, not even warranting a single spoken word. She

opportunity to close

drifted apart,

had the chance

undelivered.

whistled through the trees,

her shiver. Shaking off the chill, Rose

hands out of her

palm lay a purple, rectangular velvet box. She opened it with

hotel’s lights gleamed off

inside.

single snowflake danced through the air and landed

jewelry had been all the rage back then, and although