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

typically sarcastic words. He lay there, breaths even, lips slightly parted, handsome

so handsome? If only his

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

him,

just wasn’t

at face value, because it was simpler that

hand she placed it on

the silence of the hospital room, their breathing was the only sound Rose sat

yawned and stood intending

eyes slowly opening, his gap firm on her “You

sedatives still in his system. He vaguely

gripped tight

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,

to rest on the couch

his lips and shifted slightly After a moment, he lifted the covers

“You’re still sick. Wouldn’t it be

“Hurry up.”

her hand with

Rose glanced at the offered space and withdrew

took off her jacket and draped it over the chair Then the ipproached the bed

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she was still wearing

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

arms wrapped around het, his presence engulfing her, his warm breath cascaded over the skin

neck

guard, her breath suddenly seizing as

muffled voice emanated from the nape of her neck, his breath scorching upon her

briefly

before he asked, “Why do

eyes flickered “Because you’re my.”

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

only

heavier against

you?” Rose

you

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

as Morrison lifted his gaze to meet hers. Rose intently stared into his eyes for a long time before she finally spoke gently, “You’re

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

him softly. He watched her too, seeing the caution and sincerity in her eyes. The

that reason just about passes,” he

of a smile touched Rose’s eyes. “So, can you

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

smooth and soft it slipped through his fingers. Today, he had seen her in a way he never had before

breath deepened, his hand on her waist tightened,

blushing, her eyes nervous. “What are you doing?”

a husband should” His face drew near hers, his voice deep and husky,

by his voice and breath, pressed against hers.

been far too intimate today, but the atmosphere of the day, compared

had been bold, brazenly taking

to think as Mornson’s kiss breached her defenses once again. Their breath mingled,

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

hand on her waist suddenly slipped beneath her shirt

her body tensing again She wanted to push him away, but

satisfied and weary that he let her go. Rose’s face was flushed, her eyes misty with a confused luster,

“Not now