The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1847

Ever since he had confessed his feelings, he’d become a hermit of sorts,

spending most of his days tinkering in the kitchen, crafting all manner of comfort

food—from hearty meatloaf to creamy mashed potatoes—eager to please her

every craving.

If he wasn’t fussing over some recipe, he’d be pacing by her side, bombarding

her with questions about everything and nothing at all. The only time he ever

seemed to detach himself was to huddle in his home office, sifting through a pile

of paperwork from the company.

Nights were another story. They were tangled in sheets, his hands wandering,

as if he were trying to memorize every inch of her. And boy, did he run hot. In

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the chill of winter, she would often wake in a sweat, overheated from his

furnace-like body.

It didn’t take long for Rose to feel smothered. He was just too clingy.

In response, she threw herself into a slew of activities. Swimming lessons,

which Morrison insisted on teaching himself, were a success, and within days

she was cutting through water with the ease of a natural. He followed her, albeit

reluctantly, to prenatal classes. They went through the motions every expectant

parent did—changing clothes, swapping diapers, bathing—a whole new world

for Morrison.

Initially, he felt embarrassed, but once he realized he was just one of many guys

there, he relaxed. Sometimes, he’d even puff his chest out in pride when he

mastered a task quicker than the others, much to Rose’s bemusement. She

never thought she’d see this side of Morrison, but despite sometimes feeling

overwhelmed by his attentiveness, she couldn’t help but be touched.d2

He was changing, all for her.

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As her belly grew, so did the discomfort and mood swings. Morrison often found

himself on the receiving end of her unpredictable temper, subjected to the silent

treatment or an icy glare that seemed to come out of nowhere.

This passive-aggressive mastery was her weapon of choice.

Megan would swing by every so often, laden with nutritious treats for Rose and

a good-natured scolding for Morrison. According to her, he could do no right,

and Morrison, well, he just sucked it up and carried on.

One particular day, he made the mistake of leaving the bedroom window wide

open, and boy, did he hear about it.

“Ventilation’s all good and well,” Megan lectured, “but you’re practically

unhinging the window. What if Rose walks in and catches a cold from this draft?

Do you have any idea how dangerous that is for a pregnant woman? Do you

think they’re as robust as you, tumbling around like a bear?”

Rose glanced silently at Morrison, pursing her lips. A bear, really?

Morrison didn’t argue with Megan. Instead, he glanced at Rose and excused

himself, “I’ve got a pot roast in the oven. Better check on it.”

His expression was unreadable, perhaps a sign he’d grown accustomed to the

scolding.

Molly’s gaze towards him still

he had to lie

and Molly kept Rose company for a while,

she headed straight

culinary

pot. His cooking skills had surged in recent

he set his mind to, he’d excel at it. As Rose wrapped her

knew it was her. He held her hand for a moment

eyes meeting in a

he asked,

in for a kiss, which he deepened, taking control.

released her, her cheeks flushed with

asked her

been catching so much flak because of

holding onto his shirt.

me?” Morrison raised

taking it

solemnly, “Well, I’m keeping a tally. Once

on

shyness in

caught her

hand on her waist tightened

kiss her again, his voice husky. “I

months. This is unbearable…”

during pregnancy, he had been

not to overdo it. After

the doctor basically canceled his

acted sooner, and

It would have been best if he

beneath him night and day, indulging in the ecstasy

pounding wildly. Her face turned an even

skipping a beat at his

restless.”

else but you stirs me up?” he countered, his touch

stay away from you more, then you

things all

allow it. Wherever you go, I go.

you, not

softly, her hands unconsciously smoothing over

this

out of reach. Out of

had ensnared him completely, leaving him without a shred of

front of him, every

the delightful aroma wafting

asked,

stew. You’ll love it,” he

and nodded eagerly. “When will it be ready? I can

wait.”

he said, wrapping his arms

watching the pot

widened in realization. “Oh no. Megan and Molly, I

they were still here.”

come out. We won’t

doorway, her voice

around to see Megan and Molly standing at

eyes fixed on

brings you down

being cooped up upstairs any longer. You two

don’t want an accident happening at a

cheeks turned a

rascal. Keep

so she turned and gave Morrison a

mind.

together, feeling a shade embarrassed.

arguing with them now. Once they started, there

just hoped they

compliant attitude,

the blink of an eye. You’ve made

you can handle three

chance to rib Morrison. She shot him a chilly

eyes filled with warning.

Molly out, Rose could finally indulge in a nutritious

of stew. Then she settled on the

through

beside her, catching a glimpse of

screen.

game of hers again. He

expressed his displeasure about this,

you love

nothing to do with them. Behave, will ya?

to be for her to

comment, he couldn’t very well keep complaining. And he didn’t

little queen. She said to

the

for a while, but he couldn’t stand

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