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.

social

The ruthless woman.

—

outside the hotel, Rose watched

seemed to delight in

her down jacket, she

lining, her gaze distant.

back to a snowy

for two months at a

platinum bracelet.

Morrison’s birthday. A man wearing a

to some—a cumbersome accessory,

more conventional choice

bracelet perfectly. His hands were

would look amazing on him, but where

gift

luxury,

too commonplace, and far

wouldn’t buy a watch Morrison would truly

him something meaningful, something

money.

words at that

time, she had

like mutual disdain, but there

understanding between them. They supported each other’s

like “friends.” Their dynamic was odd, but as long as

any form

scoff at the bracelet, might not treat her kindly,

wouldn’t wear it.

night shifts and bonuses, she was still

working nonstop, she finally had enough to

the day

at the party, all

nowhere to be found.

had given her the address himself and invited her to

she was informed the

didn’t want to believe it was a cruel joke on her.

that kind of person. Yet,

up.

a new club opening. Where are you?

I’ll text you the

she

Morrison’s phone went unanswered.

for a whole night, and the

The velvet box

day she could never forget

her memory no matter

last birthday before leaving

began, and

new school year unfolded, the chill in the air between

barbed exchanges

to a state of

not even warranting a

had any opportunity to

and they drifted apart, each

present she’d never had the chance

undelivered.

whistled through the trees,

Shaking off the chill, Rose blinked and

her hands out of her

rectangular velvet box. She

the hotel’s lights gleamed off the

inside.

single snowflake danced through the

rage back then, and although it

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