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,

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

more surprising

“What sort of things?”

forcefully and after

something for you. I guarantee

do it, it will

his brows, “You prepared it

“For some reason, I thought you

it in

—

and Molly were just stepping out, and

they didn’t approach. Instead, they

waiting for him.

car and hastily opened the door for Morrison.

Molly, and now he felt a bit

But compared to the past few days with Rose, this was nothing. With

Even his own mother didn’t make

as Rose did.

“Are you leaving?”

him, huffed, and turned away,

brought

mood. You made this mess, you fix it. But if you can’t smooth

us. I’ve given you plenty of good advice,

end up embarrassing us. Well, that’s on

in his pockets, mumbled

intelligence of a brick? If

divorce is in order. He can pack

granddaughter and find her

her, I’ll flay

Morrison a fierce look and whacked

of

as Molly

Morrison turned around. “Not staying with all

you just irks me. Staying would shave years off my

Morrison sighed.

car carrying them drove off, Morrison’s gaze shifted to Riley.

you prepared for me?”

to the car’s trunk,

something in hand.

curious, walked over and upon seeing what Riley held,

is what you’ve had ready

awkward smile, “Yes… yes, it

thought I’d inevitably

though it was true,

no-go. Silence was akin

Riley a smack on the head,

you?”

Riley chuckled, “So,

“Get lost.”

snow and tossed it at

towards the villa.

down at the onion in his hands, shaking his head

regret.

What a waste.

didn’t catch Mr. Witt actually

happened was like having a juicy secret in his

Witt like a carrot, half-threatening to spill the

good

disappointment, the object he

snatched from

found Morrison already turning on his heel,

with an icy expression.

there, dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Morrison walked inside and

behind him that Riley was

that had begun

it really that cold outside? Even Mr. Witt’s

red.

—

the onion in his hands, and a muscle twitched

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