The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1843

Morrison sounded impatient, “Spit it out.”

Riley coughed awkwardly again. “It’s pretty obvious that Mrs. Witt adores you.”

Morrison glanced at him coldly through the mirror. “Of course, did I need you to

tell me that?”

If it was so obvious, why hadn’t he pointed it out before? Now, after stirring up

this whole mess, did he really need Riley to state the obvious?

Riley, undeservingly scolded, stayed quiet for a moment.

Morrison shifted in his seat, fell silent, then suddenly asked irritably, “What are

you trying to say?”d2

Enter title…

Riley slowed the car down a bit, “Mr. Witt, it seems Mrs. Witt has returned to

your place?”

Morrison leaned forward and sure enough, he could see the car heading

towards the direction of their house. A flicker of brightness crossed his stony

face, but it didn’t last long as he leaned back into his seat, his expression

tangled.

She was home, yes, but with her fiery temper, he hadn’t quite figured out how to

approach her yet. He rubbed his temples and suddenly thought that maybe, just

maybe, he could take the Witt family to greater heights. Compared to dealing

with Rose, striking a high-stakes deal seemed like a piece of cake.

Should he thank Rose for bringing out his hidden capabilities? This was tough.

Way too tough. He had made his bed, now he had to lie in it. If he had known it

would come to this, he would have avoided doing those regrettable things in the

past.

How the tables have turned.

Having worked alongside Morrison for years, Riley knew his boss had the

emotional intelligence of a rock, yet there wasn’t much else to fault him for.

Loyalty was a given after all these years.

“Mr. Witt, Mrs. Witt loves you so much, she won’t want to see you struggle.”

At this, Morrison paused, then looked up at Riley. “What do you mean by that?”

Riley continued, “She wouldn’t want to see you in trouble, nor see you pitiful.

Women are actually quite easy to appease. Especially someone like Mrs. Witt

who loves you, she’ll be even easier to win over.”

Morrison’s gaze sharpened, “Go on.”

“You’ve always been too proud, but now that you’ve decided to throw your pride

out the window. Um, I mean…”

Riley coughed awkwardly, catching Morrison’s stern look in the rearview mirror,

chill. “What I mean is that since things have come to

something even more surprising

“What sort of things?”

forcefully and after a

for you. I guarantee it’s a foolproof

do it,

“You

gave a sheepish smile, “For some reason, I

it in

—

villa, Megan and Molly were

approach. Instead,

waiting for him.

car and hastily opened the door for Morrison. Morrison had

embarrassing things to Molly, and now he felt a bit

the past few days with

Even his own mother didn’t

as Rose did.

“Are you leaving?”

and turned away, refusing to

wore a schadenfreude grin, “I’ve brought the lady back to you,

foul mood. You made this mess, you fix it. But if

running back to us. I’ve

end up embarrassing us.

in his pockets,

it out? With his emotional intelligence

with Rose, a divorce is in order. He can

adopt Rose as my granddaughter and find

cross her, I’ll

ranted on, then gave Morrison a fierce look and whacked

“Out of my

Molly helped Megan down

were leaving, Morrison turned around. “Not staying with

you just irks me. Staying would shave years off

Morrison sighed.

drove off,

you prepared for me?”

trunk, fumbled

something in hand.

over and upon seeing what Riley held, his

is what you’ve had ready

an awkward smile, “Yes…

thought I’d inevitably need it,

it was true, saying

no-go. Silence was akin to

frustrated, gave Riley a smack on the head,

you?”

Riley chuckled, “So, are you going to use

“Get lost.”

a handful of snow and tossed it at him, then turned

towards the villa.

his hands, shaking

regret.

What a waste.

though he didn’t catch Mr. Witt actually cutting onions, just knowing

having a juicy secret in his pocket.

like

good for

he was wallowing in disappointment, the object he was

snatched from

he found Morrison already turning on

with an icy expression.

there, dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Morrison

Riley was

had begun to

Mr. Witt’s ears had turned

red.

—

stared at the onion in his hands,

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