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

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

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

laid her hand on his brow, trailing it softly “This face

him, she

wasn’t like

like now, were better off being appreciated at face value,

hand she placed it on her stomach

the only sound Rose sat there, gazing at

and as sleepiness crept up on her, she yawned and stood intending to rest on the

looked down to see Momson’s eyes slowly opening, his gap firm on her “You when did you wake

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

gripped tight

she began to leave, he instincthely reached out to hold her. He didn’t answer her question but

I was going to rest on

the covers and

still sick. Wouldn’t it be better for

“Hurry up.”

at her

face, Rose glanced at the offered space and withdrew

simply took off her jacket and draped it over the chair Then

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was still wearing the same home wear, too rattled

hadn’t left much room. As she lay down, she was right in the perfect spot. Her

over herself, Mornson moved closer. His arms wrapped around het, his presence engulfing her, his warm breath cascaded over the

neck

caught off guard, her breath suddenly seizing as her body tensed

my question, his muffled voice emanated from the nape of her neck,

briefly short–circuited “What?”

he asked, “Why

flickered “Because you’re

I’m your son’s

the only

breathing grew heavier against her neck.

you?” Rose trembled

do you

long while before she gently cradled her belly and turned

his eyes for a long time before she finally spoke gently, “You’re the father of my child, and you’re my husband. Aren’t these reasons enough for

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

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

just about passes,” he conceded

touched Rose’s eyes. “So, can you go to sleep now?”

could be. Her flawless skin so smooth he couldn’t spot a single pore,

skin so smooth and soft it slipped through his fingers. Today, he had

her waist tightened, and his body leaned closer to Rose

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

what a husband should” His face drew near hers, his voice deep and husky, his breath hot enough to feel like a

as his lips, accompanied by his voice and breath, pressed against

atmosphere of

had been bold, brazenly taking the

once again. Their breath mingled, heating their cheeks and hearts like

stand still, yet it flowed on her hand on his chest slowly climbing to his shoulder as she closed her eyes and responded to him

her body relaxed Momson’s hand on her waist suddenly

her body tensing again She wanted to push him

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

“Not now