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.

the culprit, and Mona wasn’t

intended to give her a chance,

past few days, trying to prevent you from filing for

a thing back then, but

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

birthday. It didn’t seem right

when I couldn’t find you just now, my mind was filled with thoughts

saw her? Would you be unhappy? I just

leave. I didn’t think about

to him, Rose found it hard to

knew? He was so

Morrison’s face

sudden shift in mood had the

mouths as people leaned back

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

clinging to Mrs. Witt, it’s

off the charts.”

always thought Mr. Witt was

Turns out he’s more like a

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

secretly

I still think it’s Mr. Witt who’s being

all good, their

of misunderstandings came up,

been silent throughout.

for someone stirring the pot

had so many

venues, intentionally

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

even stooping to theft as a

pride doesn’t come with poverty, but

weight

for Mona

place, the hem of

rushed towards her from

and wronged. The sense of grievance spread through

was nothing she could say. She felt utterly powerless to

to attend Morrison’s birthday party. She knew about

the same day.

Morrison had been causing these past

an inkling about Rose’s feelings for

to celebrate Morrison’s birthday, to stir the pot if possible. Even if

would surely

the relationship between the two of them, one

the other constantly shutting everyone out, even if

any love between them, it was unlikely to

many things, but she never anticipated

with Rose from

showed up in identical dresses, the stage was

presence alongside Rose was bound

inevitable.

people appeared wearing identical

inevitably compare them.

attitude changed, and

diverged from her

didn’t even anticipate that Rose would suddenly bring up events

ago, and she had no idea that Mason would suddenly

she gave Morrison

the three of them left Mona with no

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