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.

the culprit, and

chance, you

to prevent you from filing for

then, but nothing

he continued, “And she came all

birthday. It didn’t seem right to

find you just now, my mind was

her? Would you be unhappy? I

I didn’t think

him, Rose found it hard to stay mad. Was

knew? He was so

Morrison’s face softened,

sudden shift in mood

people leaned back with

it turns out it’s Mrs. Witt who’s been

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

off the charts.”

I always thought Mr. Witt was the cool, aloof, and untouchable

he’s more like a lovesick

too funny, always at each other’s throats, visibly irked

secretly

end, I still think it’s Mr.

good, their misunderstandings

topic of misunderstandings came up, eyes turned

been silent throughout.

for someone stirring the pot and causing

so

venues, intentionally ignoring

night, creating pressure for a

stooping to theft as

say pride doesn’t come with poverty, but

above her weight with luxury

disdain for Mona was

stood in place, the hem of her

rushed towards her from all directions, making

wronged. The sense of grievance spread through her,

She felt utterly powerless to refute

just wanted to attend Morrison’s birthday party. She knew about

the same day. She was also aware

been

feelings for Morrison. So Rose was right.

to celebrate Morrison’s birthday, to stir

it would surely be a dagger in

between the two of them,

the other constantly shutting everyone out, even

between them, it was unlikely to be

many things, but she never

from

the moment they showed up in identical dresses, the stage

Rose was bound to draw comparisons, but it

inevitable.

people appeared

inevitably compare them.

attitude changed, and

diverged from

that Rose would suddenly bring up

she had no

when she gave

the three of them left Mona

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