The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1790

Rose cast a casual glance, promptly followed by a surprised second look at the man striding her way. She frowned

as she watched him approach

“What brings you here?”

Just what was Morrison thinking? He was never around when she needed him, yet hem he was, showing up

uninvited when he was least needed

Her words seemed to darken his mood even more. Nevertheless, he walked straight up to her pulled out a chair

beside her and sat down without any hesitation

Rose and Winston both fell silent c2

The door swung open again revealing the waiter carrying her second bowl of soup

The server slightly puzzled by the sudden appearance of a third person placed the soup next to Rose, and fetched a

new set of cutlery for Morrison, then she left with bewildered look on his face

Just what was going on? This wasn’t what she’d expected at all

She took one last glance at the booth before closing the door, just in time to see Mr. Morrison helping himself to her

freshly served rice

Well, it seemed that everything she’d read on the internet was obviously wrong

Rose watched as her soup was devoured by someone else, her expression growing colder

She grabbed the bowl from in front of Morrison. This is mine

Momson shot her a sideways glance before saying. T’m hungry”

Rose scoffed “Were you too busy trying to be the perfect gentleman in front of Mona to eat?”

Morrison watched as she ate his lips twitching almost imperceptibly, “Of course How could I let others see my true

self? Some things are meant to be seen by spe people only”

Rose nearly choked on her second sip She clutched her chest, intending to retort as her choking grew worse

Momson picked up the glass next to him, turned towards her, patted her back, and handed her the glass, his hand

never leaving her back

Rose took the glass from his hand and gulped down a couple of mouthfuls, oblivious to his comforting pats on her

back

Momson was acting like the perfect, loyal boyfriend. However, Rose didn’t notice this. After calming down, she

turned to look at Morrison “Momson, what on earth is going on with you?”

How could he possibly be saying these things? Was he really Momson?

Momson’s face darkened. He placed the glass on the table but his hand didn’t leave her back. Instead, he rubbed

and rested it on her shoulder

Rose frowned What happened to him?

She turned to look at him, but he just gave her a smile, gesturing towards her bowl, “Are you still eating?”

How was she supposed to eat while being held like this?

“What on earth are you up to She looked at him with a puzzled frown, her expression full of suspicion and

resistance

A hidden anger burned within Morrison, especially when he saw her expression. It was like someone had poured a

bucket of oil onto the fire suppressed within him, and the restrained flames burst forth all at once. He stayed

composed, the hand resting on her shoulder slightly increased its grip. “If you’re done, I will finish a for you.”

With that, he picked up her partially drunk soup, and nonchalantly took a sip

Rose looked up at Winston who was sitting across the table it seemed like she was asking him what was going on

with Momson.

Winston shrugged, indicating he had no clue Yet his smile was somewhat unsettling

Suddenly her shoulder started to hurt Rose winced At that moment, Momson looked up, with a faint smile on his

face as he said to Winston

made the journey all the way here?”

Winston raised an eyebrow, picked up his fork, and tossed a mouthful of food into his mouth, “An old friend invited

me I couldn’t refuse‘

“Old friend? Momson smirked

“Of course Maybe Mr. Mornson doesn’t know that Rose and I are childhood friends. We havent seen each other for

years, and now we’re working coincidence”

Rose’s eyes widened at Winston’s words Had they all gone mad today? Childhood friends? She had only seen him a

few times when they were kuida

Realiong the hand on her shoulder was pressing harder Rose winced, her face paling slightly. The pressure on her

shoulder eased considerably

His words were so ambiguous, it was as if he was trying to stir up trouble

why has

ther again. It’s quite a

Momson nodded see That’s quite fortunate Since you’re an old friend of my wife. I should give you due respect. If

you ever need help with anything, don’t hesitate to

Rose had given up on trying to escape resigning herself to the fact that these two men were going to continue their

fake pleasantnes.

Winston That’s very kind I be sure to take you up on that offer

Morrison paused. ‘How long are you planning to stay bere?”

“Not sure, but at least a month

Momson’s face visibly darkened Winston smirked and took a sip of water

Eventually Momson finished Roses soup As they all stood to leave Morrison was the first to pull out t

Rose looked at him walked out of the booth and immediately fell fus

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earlier confusion and resistance had turned into a kind of acceptance

This was what she wanted. Even though his sudden change in behavior puzzled her, she wished it i

However, just as she was becoming confortable with this pleasant situation, the moment the booth door opened.

“Winston, it really is Winston

moth wore maturity druded.

“Winston is really with Mrs. Wit”

“It’s really”

A group of reporters surrounded them, carneras flashing incessantly. Their inne together

Rose was standing still haid in the andrace of Mormann, kan hunkari 3 any predla phayat si far

nonchalance her smile rackard and rajasaling

News about the lamhout win Winston was perheathing. Has

be a thrilling soning. Just the thingh, oh maka ravataliet wat de Henn

Howdyti an they was patting Thurtsmaileges. The ha i Hun glu

But the one standing nee 5. Rosa wa tuna ole mai hai hunchant Mumpsia. Pa

med that Winston har a rinne relationship will kdy Wili Kina the wars cean typing

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ted when he was the

far as provenutily numeraet and Reves and Memper

retrobaeci 10: The part was vorm shafteter, learing thern shunned

terms: When Alonsor har barged into the private room to atoa allar for reporters at tror as they thepped out of the

restaurant, everything beci

encircling meporten. Winston furrowed his brown instinctively but soon chuckled

have any work plans in New York City?

with Mrs Wi

Despite answering his responses were vague. The term Trends was

was once again on Roar and Momsun Momson was holding Rose close her belly slightly bulging

nd turned to the reporters. May ask, tow did

The

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slating that Mrs. Wit and

pie chucked as he glanced

She said coldly looking in the

marrage. He has a bright future.

Morrison

Not for the

ansubiy turned gloomy

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