The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1839

With that, Morrison snatched the bracelet from Rose’s hand and slipped it onto

his own wrist. He then thrust his arm toward Rose, flashing a cheeky grin, “You

gotta admit, it fits perfectly.”

Rose couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth, “Looks like I

overestimated the size when I bought it years ago.”

Shaking his head, Morrison wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling her forehead

affectionately, “It’s not too big. I just never hit that growth spurt.”

His voice was thick with charm, and eventually, Rose’s face broke into a smile.

The platinum bracelet glinted under the soft glow of the party lights, adorning his

wrist with casual elegance. It looked just as stunning as she had imagined when

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she first picked it out.

“I finally gave out this gift,” she murmured, staring at the string of bracelets, her

face wearing a contented smile.d2

“Yeah. I’m really happy,” Morrison replied, pulling Rose closer, as if trying to

merge her into his very soul.

After years of awkwardness, for the first time, he found shamelessness

refreshingly easy.

Rose sighed lightly, lifting her gaze to the discarded watch he had tossed aside

with a half-smirk. “Isn’t that the one Mona strapped on you herself?”

Morrison’s face stiffened, “Well, she insisted, to give her a little credit.”

“So giving her ‘credit’ meant letting her strap a watch on you?”

“Did you ever think about what the headlines would be if I hadn’t shown up

tonight? Ex-girlfriend throws a birthday bash for Mr. Morrison? Or maybe, Public

display of affection at the birthday party, is there a new Mrs. Witt in town?'”

Morrison’s scalp tingled with discomfort. What a mess. Since when did putting

on a watch come with so many implications? Women’s thoughts were truly hard

to fathom.

But recalling how Mona’s antics had led to him standing Rose up at his own

birthday party years ago, he couldn’t help but wonder if they could’ve avoided all

these complications.

he was the culprit, and Mona wasn’t innocent

a chance, you know that.

few days, trying to prevent you

did have a thing back then, but

his voice rising, then he continued, “And she came

It didn’t seem right

I couldn’t find you just now, my mind was

if you came and saw her? Would

finish quickly and leave. I didn’t think

Rose found it hard to stay mad. Was this

He was

Rose finally laughing, Morrison’s face softened, his own

in mood

mouths as people leaned back with

turns out it’s Mrs. Witt who’s been gunning for a divorce,

way Mr. Witt is clinging to Mrs. Witt, it’s like his

off the charts.”

always thought Mr. Witt was the cool,

he’s more like

just too funny, always

other, yet secretly

the end, I still think it’s

all good, their misunderstandings are finally

the topic of misunderstandings came up,

been silent throughout.

for someone stirring the pot and causing

had so many

venues, intentionally ignoring calls,

night, creating pressure for

stooping to theft as a birthday

say pride doesn’t come with poverty, but she’s out

above her weight with

for Mona was

place, the hem of

towards her from all directions,

sense of

could say. She felt utterly

had just wanted to attend Morrison’s birthday party. She

being scheduled for the same

Rose and Morrison had been causing these past

inkling about Rose’s feelings for Morrison. So Rose

birthday, to stir the pot if possible. Even if

celebration, it would surely be a dagger in Rose’s

between the two of them,

feelings, and the other constantly shutting everyone out,

it was unlikely to be

about many things, but she never anticipated

Rose from the very beginning

in

Rose was bound to

inevitable.

people appeared wearing identical

inevitably compare them.

Morrison’s attitude changed, and Rose’s calm and

diverged from her

didn’t even anticipate that Rose would suddenly bring up

years ago, and she had no idea that

gave Morrison a

involving the three of them left Mona with no

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