The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

“Have you heard?”

“Yeah, I have,” Morrison was particularly unwilling, but he still answered with a

reluctant tone.

Morrison cast a cold glance at Winston once again as he walked into the living

room, heading toward the direction of the sofa. A hint of amusement flashed in

Morrison’s eyes as he embraced Rose and walked past.

Just as Winston was about to perch himself on the cushioned sofa, Morrison’s

voice cut through the air, “You might want to take a chair instead.”

Winston paused, turned his head to look at Morrison, and decided not to engage

in conversation with this man-child whose immaturity seemed bottomless.

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Despite their limited interactions, it was clear to Winston that the man’s childish

simplicity was glaringly obvious. He knew Morrison had more to say.

Sure enough, Morrison chuckled the next moment, “We just had a little romp on

that couch. You can sit if it doesn’t bother you.”d2

A twitch crept across Winston’s mouth as his eyes involuntarily scanned the

sofa. Tastefully adorned with a blue slipcover, it looked neat—something he was

certain Rose had managed alone. The feminine touch, he thought, was not

something Morrison could muster, nor would he believe it otherwise.

But despite the neat appearance, the faintly raised wrinkles in the center of the

sofa were enough to make his eyes sting. And the sight of Rose, blushing and at

a loss for where to place her gaze, confirmed Morrison’s juvenile insinuations

were likely true.

His hand clenched and unclenched in his pocket as a stifled breath caught in his

chest. He was irked by Morrison’s unexpected jab, feeling a blockage in his

heart.

Watching Morrison’s smug satisfaction, Winston fought to regain his composure,

his face slowly easing into a smile.

He made his way to a nearby armchair, sitting down with a casual cross of his

legs that flaunted his carefree demeanor.

“Did I interrupt something?” he asked smoothly.

Morrison’s face, still wearing a hint of a smirk, suddenly darkened. “Since you’ve

dropped off the dog, you may leave.” Morrison spat.

Winston chuckled softly, “That reaction… did I really interrupt you two?”

resignation, “Winston, please stop

“Really, Rose? Don’t tell

of the media, showed off your love, whispered sweet

private, and you’re lost in the

His words were

accurate.

gestures can win you over, anything he can do, I can do

I’m sure the coverage on me would

more extensive.”

lip, sensing Morrison’s mood worsening.

think you’ve had

few years?”

gaze still

Rose.”

“It seems that you’re

you’ve really decided to be with him? You’ve forgiven everything he’s

you? A man who can make one mistake can make more. And

not see the pattern

have to be stuck with him, you

better leave before something happens that can’t

talk about me like that

with it.”

was calm and deliberate, “Empty promises

to act the saint now, Morrison, or

yourself sooner than you

temples throbbed with

chastised and without a word to say. What could

was right. She was fixated

and backbone.

Winston called her

blinked, looking at him with an innocent

that way.”

with frustration as he took a

If that’s your

your foolish decision, who am

your

pulsed more visibly, but

preventing him from moving.

however, poured more fuel on the fire, “I’ve expressed my feelings

openly many times before. It’s okay, and as long

ever find yourself unhappy, I’ll be there,

you away, no matter what

arm stiffen, she worried

desperate

but chose

after delivering his final words and took

toward the exit, “Now that Moon is home, I’ll handle the lease

for the apartment.”

he approached Rose, he gazed down at her with

out to cradle her forehead and gently placing

“I wish you

stood frozen, taken aback, unable to

room, Morrison could no longer contain himself. His

he lunged

miss as Winston nimbly

dare leave. I’ll tear you apart!”

through clenched teeth.

towards the door, turning back with a scoff. “Do

Why complicate matters unnecessarily when they

simple?”

holding Rose, pointed an accusing finger

here!”

derisively. “Why would I

teeth ground audibly in