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?

but he just gave her a smile, gesturing towards her bowl, “Are you

eat

you up to She looked at him with a puzzled frown, her expression full of

someone had poured a bucket of oil onto the fire suppressed within him, and the restrained flames

he picked up her partially drunk soup, and

Winston who was sitting across the table it seemed like she was asking him

clue Yet his smile

started to hurt Rose winced At that moment, Momson looked up, with a faint smile on his face as he said

all the way here?”

picked up his fork, and tossed a mouthful of food into his mouth, “An old friend invited me

Momson

I are childhood friends. We havent seen each other for years,

Had they all gone mad today? Childhood friends? She had only seen him a

pressing harder Rose winced, her face paling slightly. The

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

why has

It’s quite a

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

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

to

paused. ‘How long are you planning to

at least

and took a sip of water

finished Roses soup As they all stood to leave Morrison was the

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

her waist the

and resistance had turned into a kind of acceptance

though his sudden change in behavior puzzled her, she

just as she was becoming confortable with this pleasant situation, the

it really

maturity

is really with Mrs. Wit”

“It’s really”

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her smile rackard and rajasaling

the lamhout win Winston was perheathing. Has

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wa tuna ole

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