The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1803

Rose glanced at him perplexingly from the living room before getting into the kitchen with an air of confusion.

Every time Rose finished whipping up a dish, she’d carry it out with pride, and occasionally, Morrison would pop into the kitchen to lend a helping hand.

The guy was acting like the picture–perfect citizen–helpful, kind, and honest to a fault

But to apply such descriptors to Morrison was like seeing pigs fly Had Morrison been possessed by some kind of spirit today?

Rose shook her head, utterly clueless about what had gotten into him. She lifted the lid of the stew pot, gave it a stir, and covered it again, then glanced at the casserole

beside it c2

Winter was all about having that steaming hearty pot as the main event.

At the moment, Winston was dressed to the nines, but oddly enough, he found himself lounging on the couch, silently watching the muted TV phone in hand I’ve been invited over to Rose’s for dinner tonight I gotta ask, is her cooking any good?”

Chloe, at that moment, was holding a fruit tray and eating fruit Upon hearing Winston’s words, she paused for a moment “Rose’s cooking herself?”

“Yeah, she assured me it would be a meal to remember I’m just worried she might poison me”

Chloe blinked, slightly amused. “I haven’t witnessed how amazing her cooking skills are, but I have seen her in the kitchen a few times. Didn’t pay much attention, though, There were some cooking classes back in school

She paused, biting into an apple with a somewhat bemused expression Rose nearly blew up the classroom once. As for the edibility of her food turning every dish into a variety of flavors, including the occasional scorched surprise, was definitely among her skills.

“What happened in the cooking class?!”

Winston’s voice took on a darker tone. Chloe swallowed her apple and cleared her throat “It was fine. Imagine, a girl of her status, how picky could she be” if she says it’s good, how could it be wrong? As for this whole poisoning thing, you’re joking, right?”

“Summers The more you talk, the less convinced I am.”

Chloe’s features twisted awkwardly. Then you must be hearing things. Rose’s pregnant now. She has to eat what she cooks, too. There’s no way she’d risk her own and her baby’s health just to poison you.”

Winston fell silent for a moment, then grabbed a box from the coffee table and stood up “Alright, then I guess I’ll grace her with my presence tonight. Gotta go, I’m heading

out

“Wait, hold on a sec”

Chloe called out, and Winston raised an eyebrow. “What now?”

“Well when you get there, see if Morrison is around. And try to be extra charming with Rose”

Winston scoffed dismissively as he reached for the door. Do you know how much I’m worth? You want me to flirt with Rose and give the media something juicy?

“it’s win win. It’s not like it’s real. Plus, it’ll stir up some attention, good for your image, right?”

“Like I care about that?”

Chice pouted “Even better, then Look, just give Momson a little sense of insecurity, okay?

As Winston strolled past the garden wall, he chuckled at Chloe’s words, then fell silent for a few seconds before breaking into laughter.

“My dear Miss Summers, you wouldn’t be setting up a string of men in R City, would you?”

Chloe took another bite of her banana, looking up to see a tall, imposing figure descending the staircase She coughed lightly.

“What are you talking about? Rose is a catch; she’s got plenty of admirers. Why would I need to arrange anything? With your charm and good looks. enough Just make sure James feels the heat Gotta go.”

Before Winston could respond she hung up the call

“Why aren’t you obediently staying in the study? What are you doing here, hmm?

matched his deep voice his forehead touching hers

showed him the fruit plate

beside her on the

fruit plate looked down at

did you say was

Chice fell silent

Damon persisted offering a slice of banana to

Winston Hes in R City now I told him

banana, Chise gave Damon a grin, her bright teeth glearning

lus face “Amn’t you afraid it might turn real?

in confusion: “What

if Winston actually

expression waveted as she waved her hands

impossible? Didnt you say kota

looked somewhat

het, he would undoubtedly get

and delenialy worth beng ikad by others, but i

very next second. Chine stook her head resolutely No is

offering her an apple. “Love in unpredictable, who

More than

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lost her appetite for

bite of the apple himself, then leaned in to

resisted, pushing against his

“Good Lord”

locked onto Chloe’s in a fierce, possessive kiss when Elizabeth’s voice suddenly shattered the moment. Chloe’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she pushed him away

feared the intrusion,

stood at the top, hand over her mouth,

a public space,

call and rang the

poor guy had no idea that Rose’s so–called good friend was nothing short of a witch, plotting behind

of the bell Rose emerged from the kitchen, but Morrison had

watched as Morrison swung the door open to reveal Winston. Their eyes

“Oh, you re home? And here I thought it was going to be a cozy dinner

of playing the dutiful guest was not lost on

kicked Winston for his sudden madness. Sweet little Rose, my

usually stoic face darkened, a forced smile barely curving his lips after sending Winston a barrage of icy glares. “Welcome,” he said, though it was clear

anything but

glanced at Morrison, puzzled by his bizarre hospitality. Did he have some nerve disorder today?

feeling awkward shot Winston a glare

what he was holding

disdain. “How thoughtful of

a small, exquisite box to Rose, “And this is for you.

to find a diamond necklace with a simple, elegant teardrop pendant, glittering inside. She

a faint smile, “Isn’t our

words, especially under Winston’s intense gaze. Was he out

beside him, and Winston found it increasingly amusing Provoking Momson was turning out to be more entertaining than any flirtation with

door Morrison said abruptly, pulling Rose into his embrace

Roses smile stiffened.

“Tve got dishes on the stove. You two entertain each other for a while”

time, Winston said

room was tense with Momson and Winston

don’t see the need for

shrugged, feigning indifference. Il check on Rose in the kitchen.

for a meal and then ask them to

guest and the mention of his wife was