The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1805

“What on earth did he eat tonight? His stomach’s churning out acid like a soda fountain.”

The doctors expression was a mix of stern and dour clearly annoyed by the patient’s reckless disregard for his own well being

As a doctor, the most common encounters were either with those who didn’t follow medical advice or those who created problems for themselves. Not valuing their own health was a big taboo for them as doctors And every day there were patients who kept coming back with such issues

The diagnosis of acute gastritis was enough to make Rose’s blood boil. Given how Morrison reacted to spicy food, she was certain he had a history of stomach issues.

Had he lost his mind tonight? He knew his stomach was a ticking time bomb, that he couldn’t handle spicy food, and yet he’d gone and done it anyway c2

All because of Winston’s offhand comment that he couldn’t take the heat?

To her such willful ignorance was nothing short of idiocy Why would someone as sharp as Morrison make such a boneheaded mistake?

“He well, the dish i made tonight was a bit on the spicy side.”

The doctor pursed his lips, his face tightening “Watch it next time. A few more episodes like this, and it might be too late for a hospital run.”

Rose bit her lip and nodded, voice a low murmur, “Understood, it won’t happen again.”

The doctor retreated back into the examination room.

The doctor’s words did suggest Morrison would pull through without serious consequences this time, which allowed Rose to breathe a sigh of relief before she settled on the hallway bench to wait for him to emerge

She covered her face with her hands, still shaken by the sight of his agony

Thank God it was nothing serious. The sheer panic of the situation had been overwhelming If something had happened to Morrison, she didn’t know what she would’ve

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After what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened. Rose sprang to her feet and approached.

In the hospital room, Morison, after taking anesthesia for the examination, still hadn’t woken up.

“In the next two days, no solid food is allowed, but he can have some easily digestible liquid food. Pay attention to stomach maintenance in the future–anything that is gentle on the stomach is fine. Also,”

The doctor snapped his clipboard shut and furrowed his brows at Rose. “It wasn’t just the spicy food that did a number on his stomach From what we found, it seems like he’s had a whole smorgasbord of issues. Based on what he ate tonight, it shouldn’t have been this bad. Your culinary skills… Have you ever cooked before?”

If it really was her cooking then questioning her skills was an understatement – it would’ve been more appropriate to ask if she knew how to cook at all. Landing someone in the hospital took some doing

Rose shook her head. “No, I had guests over tonight, and none of us had any issues”

The doctor glanced at her “Are you guys trying to kill him?”

Rose’s mouth twitched, “Of course not.”

“Well, that’s odd. Anyway, let’s chalk it up to a learning experience. Make sure you’re more careful in the future.*

Rose nodded vigorously. “Yes, there won’t be a next time.”

The doctor gave her a detailed rundown of do’s and don’ts before leaving, sizing her up one more time before adding “Can you manage on your own? Shouldn’t we notify his

next of kin?”

Rose shook her head, “No need, I can handle it.”

After the doctor left. Rose returned to the hospital room, looking at the man on the bed who still hadn’t awakened. She stood there for a moment before finding a chair to sit

beside him

words. He lay there,

a face how could it be so handsome? If only his

on his brow, trailing it softly “This face it’s dangerous.”

him, she wouldn’t be breaking her own

just wasn’t like her

being appreciated at face value, because it was

her hand she placed it on

the silence of the hospital room, their breathing was the only sound Rose sat there, gazing at Morrison’s face, lost in

yawned and stood intending to rest on the nearby couch. But

Momson’s eyes slowly opening, his gap

eyelids were heavy the sedatives still in his system. He vaguely remembered being wheeled into

gripped tight

knew Rose had been sitting by his side and as she began to leave, he instincthely reached out to hold her. He didn’t answer her question but estead asked, “Whom

I was going to rest on

shifted slightly After a moment, he lifted the covers and patted the empty space beside him, his voice wesk. “Corne here”

Wouldn’t it be better for you

“Hurry up.”

pulled at her hand with

her face, Rose glanced at the offered space and withdrew her hand.

his pale face marked with displeasure, but Rose simply took off her jacket and draped it over the chair

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realized she was still wearing the same home wear, too

and comfortable, and Morrison hadn’t left much room. As

pulled the covers over herself, Mornson moved closer. His arms wrapped around

neck

caught off guard, her breath suddenly seizing as her body

haven’t answered my question, his muffled voice emanated from the

briefly short–circuited “What?”

prolonged silence ensued before he asked, “Why do you care

flickered “Because

that it’s because I’m your son’s father, or any of that Tell me

the only reason”

heavier against

to you?”

do you

stared at the ceiling silent for a long while before she gently cradled her belly and

apart as Morrison lifted his gaze to meet hers. Rose intently stared into his eyes for a long time before she

shone with a soft, delicate light, yet she looked at him with gentleness, as if afraid that even a

softly. He watched her too, seeing the caution and sincerity in her eyes. The word “husband sounded much more pleasant than “father of my child”

that reason just

Rose’s eyes. “So,

Her flawless skin

smooth and soft it slipped through his fingers. Today, he had seen her in a way he

tightened, and his body

pressed against Morrison’s chest, her cheeks blushing, her eyes nervous. “What

face drew near hers, his voice deep and husky, his

voice and breath, pressed against hers. Her hand

intimate today, but the atmosphere of the day,

had been bold, brazenly taking the initiative Now, the atmosphere was different.

Mornson’s kiss breached her defenses once again. Their breath mingled, heating their cheeks

to stand still, yet it flowed on her hand on his chest slowly climbing to his shoulder as

Momson’s hand on her waist

again She wanted to push him

face was flushed, her eyes misty with a confused luster,

“Not now