The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1804

Winston calmly picked up his water glass, took a sip, and then proceeded to pick up other dishes.

Momson caught sight of his actions out of the corner of his eye, and a cold snort emanated from within.

Winston put another bite of food into his mouth, and his facial features suddenly twisted in response.

Damn, that was sour c2

Winston lifted his gaze to look at Momson, who was calmly eating his own dish, occasionally nodding in acknowledgment, indicating that the taste was good.

Gritting his teeth, Winston went for another dish Sweet, spicy, pungent, numbing and even some bizarre fusion of flavors Did Morrison drag the whole spice rack into the kitchen or what?

Winston spent the whole meal chugging water nearly flipping the table in frustration

Morrison, that stingy infuriating mani He clearly cared, yet he resorted to these underhanded tactics.

Rose stood up and dished out bowls of soup for them all

Winston watched the two of them take a sip before cautiously trying it myself. Finally, something that tasted normal

The strange flavors of the dishes made Winston’s bowl of soup disappear at an alarming rate.

Rose, playing the gracious host, was clearly pleased seeing it as a compliment to her cooking skills. She silently got up and refilled his bowl, placing it in front of him, “Eat

up

Winston could only stare, wondering if they were tag teaming to mess with him. Morrison across the table smirked in an especially taunting manner.

Narrowing his eyes, Winston twirled his fork and pointed it at the plate of spicy buffalo wings in front of Rose.

Td like to try that. Mind if we swap, little Rose?”

‘Oh sure

Good manners were key after all

She didn’t hesitate and started to switch plates with him.

Morrisons face had turned the color of soy sauce. He shot Winston a cold glare and as they successfully exchanged plates. Rose obliviously reached for the wings, and Morrison suddenly pressed his fork down on hers.

“What’s wrong” she asked, puzzled

He swapped his plate of dish with hers. “You eat these”

Rose turned to him, still confused “But these are spicy. You can’t handle it

Winston couldn’t help but chuckle from across the table, “What’s the matter, can’t handle a little heat?”

Momson’s expression darkened. I just don’t prefer it,” he claimed, picking up a popper and shoving it into his mouth.

The slightest twitch of his long dark eyebrows betrayed him

that? The spiciness was one thing,

laughed to himself. Served him right. And to think, he actually felt a twinge of sympathy for this Morrison at

concern lacing her voice Monson

him a glass of water, still

seeing her concern, and reached for another dish, “Rose, could you swap

“Ub okay”

from Winston’s hands and slid another plate

left speechless at his

casually took the plate from her hands, with a faint smile on his face. And this one

exchange dishes with Rose, only to be thwarted by Morrison each time His face grew more thunderous with each attempt Eventually Winston looked down at the completely changed spread before him and said.

his words, Morison nearly jabbed his

Insufferable!

dish in front of Marrison

his fork

looked up at him, and he said with furrowed brows Don’t haven’t

I can always make more

fork onto hers and placed it back on

insist, especially with a quest present Rose let it go

it down with a

a company leader He didrit fully understand what Rose was like at work before. Now with just a few simple sentences

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spoke another word. Rose didn’t expect any help from him in entertaining Winston, so they left the table as it was and moved to the living room together

of Morrison, and was ready for nothing more than a long blissful sleep. It had been a perfect day in his book, so he didn’t linger. After a short while, he bid farewell and hit

door behind him Morrison remained seated

her lips firmly together as she approached him Despite the evenings awkward moments, she was grateful he’d stayed by her side throughout Winston’s visit. “Thanks

with one arm draped over the sofa armrest, was scrolling through his phone. He

she added, “If you really liked tonight’s dinner, I can whip it up

was all she

a few steps, she suddenly froze in her tracks Turning back

urgently walking towards him with quick strides. She placed her hands on his shoulders

a low groan and slowly lifted

was taken aback by his pale, sweaty face Bending down awkwardly due to her bulging belly, she knelt and cradled his face in her hands,

brows and eyes reflecting silent agony, didn’t seem inclined to

me where

she had no experience whatsoever Especially since it involved Morrison–his

finally muttered,

blended with frustration as she glared at him, her eyes welling up “You know

more fragile than ever, made her hands hesitant to move. After a moment’s hesitation, she stood up, pulling at Morrison. “We

her efforts, Rose couldn’t budge him. Only when he saw her near tears did he gather

down,”

Rose, tears brimming, looked up at him desperately

concern in her choked voice. There was no hiding it, no denying the truth

trying to ignore his own discomfort. “Are you

just go to the hospital”

move, still holding on to her hand “Rose, you

his gaze, her eyes red and voice firm “Yes, I’m

pressed on,