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,

suddenly felt a chill. “What I mean

even more surprising can’t

“What sort of things?”

cleared his throat forcefully and after a

you. I guarantee it’s a

willing to do it,

furrowed his brows, “You prepared it in

a sheepish smile, “For some reason, I thought you might need it, so

it in

—

and Molly were just

approach. Instead, they stood at the entrance,

waiting for him.

hastily opened the door for Morrison.

to Molly, and now he felt a

the past few days with Rose, this

natural. Even his own mother didn’t make him feel

as Rose did.

“Are you leaving?”

and turned away, refusing

“I’ve brought

You made this mess, you fix

us. I’ve given you plenty of good

up embarrassing us.

pockets,

out? With his emotional intelligence of

a divorce is in order. He can pack up and leave the Witt

my granddaughter and find her

I’ll flay them

a fierce look and whacked him

of my

Molly helped Megan down

Morrison turned around.

just irks me. Staying would shave years off

Morrison sighed.

them drove off,

you prepared for me?”

the car’s trunk, fumbled around, and

something in hand.

and upon seeing what Riley

what you’ve

smile, “Yes… yes, it

you thought I’d inevitably

though it was

Silence was

frustrated, gave Riley a smack on the head, “Getting bold,

you?”

but Riley chuckled, “So, are you going to

“Get lost.”

tossed it at him, then

towards the villa.

onion in his hands, shaking

regret.

What a waste.

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

was like having a juicy secret

over Mr. Witt like a carrot, half-threatening to

always good

wallowing in disappointment, the object he was holding

snatched from his

Morrison already turning on his heel, clutching the

with an icy expression.

stood there, dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Morrison

him that Riley was jolted back to reality, catching

that had

that cold outside? Even Mr. Witt’s ears had turned a frosty shade

red.

—

his hands, and a muscle twitched in

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