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.

culprit, and

a chance, you know

trying to

then, but nothing ever happened.”

his voice rising, then he continued, “And

seem right to completely

now, my mind

What if you came and saw her? Would you be unhappy? I just

I didn’t think about all these unnecessary

to

He was so

finally laughing, Morrison’s face softened, his own lips curving

Their sudden shift in mood had the

as people leaned

out it’s Mrs. Witt who’s been gunning for a divorce, not Mr.

Mr. Witt is clinging to Mrs. Witt,

off the charts.”

I always thought Mr. Witt was the cool,

more like a lovesick

funny, always

secretly crushing. It’s

it’s Mr. Witt who’s being

all good, their misunderstandings

came up, eyes

been silent throughout.

weren’t for someone stirring the pot

so

venues, intentionally ignoring calls,

up in the snow all night, creating pressure for a divorce

as a birthday gift. She is truly

with poverty, but she’s out here trying

above her weight

for Mona

stood in place, the hem of her dress

her from

The sense of grievance spread through

She felt utterly powerless to refute

to attend Morrison’s birthday party. She knew about

for the same day. She was

Rose and Morrison had been

had an inkling about Rose’s feelings for Morrison. So Rose was

Morrison’s birthday, to stir the pot

for celebration, it would surely be a dagger in

the relationship between the two of them, one being stubborn and

and the other constantly shutting everyone out, even if

any love between them, it was

about many things, but she never anticipated that

from the

showed up in identical

was bound to draw comparisons, but

inevitable.

when two people appeared wearing

inevitably compare them.

attitude changed, and

completely diverged

Rose would suddenly

she had no idea that Mason would suddenly

when she gave Morrison

involving the three of them left Mona with no

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