The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1806

Rose was taken aback, staring at Morrison for a long while. Her mouth opened and closed, utterly at a loss for words.

She replayed his words over in her mind dozens of times, but the answer eluded her. So did Morrison actually like her or not?

“Dislike her and still fancy her? Men.”

Men were all the same Morrison was no exception.

“Wife show–off flirting. “c2

Eventually, he just blurted out the words one by one. Rose could string them together, but she was flaunting flirting?

In her current state, she must have been at her most unglamorous ever Pregnant with a protruding belly, devoid of any curves to speak of her face was mostly bare except for minimal makeup for work. At home, she never bothered much with her appearance.

Lately, she’d been as natural as can be, just doing whatever felt comfortable. Compared to her past self, even her school days, she didn’t stand a chance What was there to flaunt or flirt about in front of him now?

But the word “wife” in his mouth still caught her attention

She pursed her lips and burrowed her head back into Morrison’s chest. Considering he still knew she was his wife, she decided not to hold it against him today

Not that she could, even if she wanted to. He was so groggy right now, he probably had no idea what he had said earlier. She regretted not recording it to play back to him the next day, just to see his expression.

Drowsiness overtook her, and she yawned, snuggling into Morrison’s embrace and closing her eyes.

If there was one skill she’d honed during pregnancy, it was controlling her emotions, adjusting her mindset to not let anything get to her

Morrison said he disliked her, but he also said he liked her. She’d just go with the latter. It made her happier.

The next morning Rose woke up early

Morrison was still asleep. She carefully extracted herself from his arms, but the next second, she was enveloped in a tight embrace from behind “Go back to sleep

Rose stiffened. “I I need to go home for a bit. You need breakfast. I’ll make some oatmeal for you.”

Morrison’s brow creased, still with his eyes closed “Call the assistant to bring it over.”

“That won’t do Store–bought gruel won’t be good for you. Go back to sleep.”

He refused to let go

“Morrison Rose urged him gently but firmly.

Finally Morrison suddenly tossed the covers off.

*What are you doing? Rose quickly covered him ag

Morrison looked at her, his face grew pale, showing signs of sickness, but his grip didn’t loosen. “Rose” His voice was weaker than before

Do you know why I’m in the hospital right now?

Rose pressed her lips together, “Acute gastritis.”

Morrison took a shallow breath, “And who caused it?”

Without hesitation, Rose replied: “You”

Taking a deep breath, Momson suddenly clutched his stomach, agitated. “It was you who caused it!”

Rose’s expression was blank. “How so?”

made by you?!

over the rest. Why be macho when you can’t handle spicy? If it’s self–inflicted, how can it be anyone else’s fault” Momson hadn’t expected the caring delicate woman from last night to turn

a patient here Do you want to push me

patients need to be

wasn’t for you inviting that rumored boyfriend over for dinner without telling me first would

over without consulting you first, and I shouldnt have prepared i

you didn’t mean if

turned serious. Tm sorry

Good to know So to prevent future hospital visits, you know

“I will never put

means you’re never to meet Winston privately again”

look, then snickered “Why?

his eyes, scrutinizing her. Dori

company needs hot. Besides, we no friends. If he wants to mee

chilled, you’re trying to finish me off

would dealing with Winston be harmful to you?”

seriously suspected that Morson had overheard the doctor’s conversation

for a long moment before his brow furrowed with pain. Rose’s expression changed, and she leaned in closer, “Are you okay? What’s

stomach hurts

call the doctor”

giving Momson a chance to speak, Rose dashed out of the room in a panic.

practically pushed in by Rose After a brief examination, the doctor cast a doubtful look at Morrison, “It doesn’t seem too serious.”

to swiftly change his tone. ‘Stomach ailments are among the most challenging conditions we face in this hospital They can stem from a variety of causes–late nights, excessive drinking, eating icy or spicy foods, or even stress It requires a great deal of self–discipline and cooperation from the patient

his speel, the doctor glanced at Morrison, who nodded in solemn agreement. “Indeed. I believe my stomach pain

throat and turned to Rose with a forced stem expression “Ma’am, I hope you can be mindful of the patient’s emotional state Patients tend to

at his side, his brow furrowed with the

was provoking him?

doctor’s words had sent shivers down her spine. Especially

in cold sweat

such distress only

more

fleeting look at the man on the bed who seemed to be in agony, and a nearly imperceptible

chilorsh

can indeed be excruciating, considering the treatment and pain relief he had just yesterday, along with the

care. When patients aren’t self–disciplined, it’s up to those around them to keep a

with a simple, “Thank you,

nodded and left the

Rose, this is all

“Okay I’m sorry”

sorry? You need to

“Huh?”

felt a genuine twinge in his stomach at Rose’s obstinate cluelessness. ‘You… Winston! I swear, just seeing Winston

try not to let you see him.”

need to

would only prolong the ordeal, she simply nodded along “Sure, sure, I get it. So, can go and start cooking for

before flinging the covers aside

in shock What are

hospital gown and reached for his clothes on

Rose called out

home

side. “No! You still need

want it Morrison’s words hung in the air as he looked up to find her glaring at him furiously.

slightly just don’t want to be at

her expression easing

the home doctor as soon as we get back. That way, I

forth, okay?