The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1837

Rose lifted her eyes to meet his, her expression frosty. “Morrison, this event was

meant to end on a high note, and you just had to go and ruin it.”

Morrison pursed his lips awkwardly. “I didn’t think it through at the time.”

When Rose pushed against him, he held on tight. In the midst of the bustling

crowd, his hands pressed firmly on her waist, drawing her close into his

embrace.

Feeling his body against hers in such a public display made Rose’s ears burn

with embarrassment, but Morrison seemed oblivious to the impropriety, gazing

down at her intently. “Where were you just now? I went looking for you at the

press conference.”

Enter title…

Rose, with her arms braced against his chest, blushed even deeper under his

unwavering gaze. “Are you sure you weren’t there just to mess with me?”

“Am I really that much of a jerk? To go out of my way to mess things up for

you?”d2

Rose raised an eyebrow, meeting his stare. “You think pretty highly of yourself,

don’t you?”

Morrison nodded confidently. “Of course, how could you love me so much if I

wasn’t a good man? To honor your love, I must be worthy.”

With a sideways glance and a scoff, Rose remarked, “I didn’t realize until now

just how shameless you can be.”

Murmurs and gasps echoed from the onlookers.

Morrison’s dark eyes never left her. As everyone braced for his temper, he finally

spoke. “Then you’d better get used to it. I’m very shameless.”

Rose’s lips twitched. “Have you no shame at all?”

Morrison tilted his head with a grunt. “Shame won’t get my a kid.”

Everyone fell silent. Was this the same man they all feared? And what on earth

was going on? Wasn’t it said that this couple was incompatible? That since their

wedding, Mrs. Witt of R City had been subjected to his cold indifference, living

like a widow?

This wasn’t at all like the rumors.

Someone shifted their gaze to Mona, who was standing aside. At first, the

appearance of Morrison’s ex-girlfriend seemed like a delightful surprise for the

birthday boy, and perhaps the two would finally make up. But now, it appeared

quite the opposite.

what Rose had

such a controversial time to appear

everyone believe

the real deal.

cunningly intervened and married

transpired. That was what everyone

Rose was the one who should step aside,

of

to subtly shift. The seemingly unobtrusive exgirlfriend now seemed

unethical.

what others

the first time in his life, just seeing her brought

knew how excited he was deep

haven’t answered me. Where were you just now? Why couldn’t

you at the venue?”

bit her lip. “One has to

faltered, and he relaxed

toe. His

up for

slightly. “Wishful thinking. I just didn’t want to

reputation.”

Mrs. Witt’s reputation. How thoughtful

away, unsure how to respond to Morrison’s comment. She

slightly, her cheeks

lingered on her. Her hair

earrings trembled like snowflakes against her

she had spritzed

rarely saw her so

easy to be captivated by her, never

stunning in every way. Her figure and

could he

sense of danger he

always knew getting too close to her would be

that even maintaining a distance couldn’t save him from falling

grasp.

at Rose for a while, Morrison lifted her chin to

nowhere to hide, forced

sudden shiver in her heart,

trembled.

warmth of his fingers brushed her jawline, tracing the elegant contours

slender neck. He relished the soft

beautiful,” he said slowly, his eyes tracing her exquisite face

unblemished, her dark eyes

his image.

unable to break away from his

stood there, their interaction left the

figure out what’s going on. Is this all an act

a woman he despises call

just

they’re actually

“It seems that way.”

“Wow…”

rippled through the

moments ago, the two were locked in a tender gaze, but now they

locked in a kiss.

guard as Morrison leaned in. She had never imagined

day he would be bold enough to do such

deepened that she blinked out of her stupor, her blood rushing to

in a hot flush.

on, and though she tried to push him away, he

after a firm pull, he seemed satisfied and let

so red they could’ve steamed. Head lowered, she

at anyone. Her forehead rested unnaturally against Morrison’s

a damn, inexplicable sense

same girl who used to butt heads

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