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

demeanor, and his typically sarcastic words. He lay there, breaths even, lips slightly parted,

face how could it be so handsome? If only his personality wasn’t so off–putting

brow,

thus him, she wouldn’t be

just wasn’t like

now, were better off being appreciated at face value, because it

she placed it on her stomach

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

as sleepiness crept up on her, she yawned and stood intending to rest on the nearby couch. But her

his gap firm on her “You when did you wake

the sedatives still in his system. He vaguely remembered being wheeled into the room, but he

gripped tight

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,

going to rest on the couch for a bit

lifted the covers and

it be

“Hurry up.”

her hand with

face, Rose glanced at the offered space

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

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expression softened as he realized she was still wearing the same home wear,

slowly lay down. The VIP hospital bed was spacious and comfortable, and Morrison hadn’t left much room. As she lay down, she was right in the perfect spot. Her body stiff, she lay flat, her face turned to the side,

His arms wrapped around het, his presence engulfing her, his warm breath cascaded

neck

guard, her breath suddenly seizing

from the nape of her neck, his breath scorching upon her skin.

briefly short–circuited

asked, “Why do you care about me so much?”

eyes flickered “Because you’re

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

the only

heavier

to you?” Rose trembled slightly

you think?”

ceiling silent for a long while before she gently cradled her belly and turned to face

for a long time before she finally

at him with gentleness, as if afraid that even a slightly forceful glance might startle

his jaw, tickling him softly. He watched her too, seeing the caution and sincerity in her eyes. The word “husband sounded much more pleasant than “father of

that reason just about

eyes. “So, can you go to sleep now?”

at how delicate a woman could be. Her flawless skin so smooth he couldn’t spot a single pore, and her

slipped through his fingers. Today, he had seen

her waist tightened, and his body leaned closer

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

his voice deep and husky, his

his voice and breath, pressed against

atmosphere of the day,

bold, brazenly taking the initiative

once again. Their breath

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

her

ran through Rose, her body tensing again She

go. Rose’s face was flushed, her eyes misty with a confused luster, reluctant to meet his gaze.

“Not now