The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1811

“Really? I’m not even allowed a glance now? I’ve seen more than my fair share in the past, and yet I’ve never caught a shadow of you.”

Momson’s face darkened to a stormy hue. This is my house, you wretch Coming in here and trying to seduce my wife, have you no shame?”

Winston scoffed dismissively “Mr Morrison, I’d think twice about those accusations if I were you. Maybe take a moment to reflect on your own escapades. Sneaking around behind your wife’s back with an old flame at some swanky hotel–what exactly was going through your head then?”

At that Momson’s complexion took on a sickly pallor, and Rose’s expression froze on her face

Grandma and Molly instantly furrowed their brows c2

Grandma’s face turned grave as she rose from the couch, demanding. What is this nonsense? Ex–lovers? Speak up!”

Morison squinted his eyes and, ignoring Grandma, addressed Winston with a chilled tone, “If we’re airing dirty laundry, should I bring up those cozy dinners you’ve been sharing with Rose?

“Why not?” Winston nodded readily ‘ll admit it, I’ve got a soft spot for Rose She was clueless about it until today She invited me to endorse her product, and when I flew in from P City, she took me out for a welcome dinner. Our relationship, either in the past or in the present, is nothing but transparent What about you, Mr. Morisont

“If it werent for the blessing of online media, perhaps no one would know that Rose is your lawfully wedded wife, night? All thanks to those online platforms. Your wife after marrying you, had to endure what rumors and mockery. Are you unable to see it, or do you simply not care at all?

If you paid her any attention, maybe she wouldn’t have been seen with me at all. Yes, we dined together but she’s not an ex of mine. I didn’t take her down memory places we used to eat and i didn’t play the gallant man I’ve heard of chivalry, Mr. Morrison, but have you ever shown a fraction of that to your own wife?

Winston spoke lazily, but his voice dripped with scom

Morrison’s face turned a shade of green, while Winston left him with no ground to stand on.

to

And Rose, who had tried not to care too much, now found herself awash with a bitter hurt as Winston deliberately brought it all up. She stood silently, unsure what to say or

do

She felt like an outsider in her own marriage.

She was entitled to an explanation from Morrison, yet she remained silent.

Out of fear

Afraid of being heartbroken, of being overwhelmed by sadness, afraid that every word, every expression from him, could so easily wound her

She didn’t want

Most of the time, she just wanted to live in the moment, even if it was a blur.

Like these past few days, clueless about the reasons or the future, she just wanted to bask in the moments with Morrison

Not to think too much, just to cherish the joy while it lasted

She never dared to ask for love from Monson

But the contradiction was there, the longer they were together, the more she craved, and she couldn’t ignore the barrier between them.

She had mentioned Mona before, but that conversation had faded into nothingness

Now, with Winston’s mention, under this tense confrontation, she truly didn’t know what Morrison might say, or how he might thoughtlessly hurt her

Her hands clenched tightly at her sides she stood behind Momson, head slightly bowed, lips pressed tightly together, her whole body tense, palms chilling

any pain that might come from Morrison’s

expression growing even more severe ‘Morrison! I’m speaking to you! Who

furrowed, his demeanor icy.

rare coldness “Morrison, you need to clear this up is it that Mona

quite the loyal lover Mention an ex, and it’s clear to everyone

dear Miss Mona”

eyes quivered, suddenly feeling a wave of dizziness and a tightness in

faithful Morison was with

relieved or

belonged to

that much to

girlfriends would be

some with feelings

things were commonplace, even

had

forcing herself not to dwell

in a dead end

coldness was a familiar sting to Molly and

had shown them years ago when they opposed

relationship with Mor

her anger palpable, gripped her walking stick tightly her face

‘So what‘ if shea back, do i have to report to you and

want her to stay in Il City

frown deepened Where she goes in her business, and what i want is mine.

Chapter 1811

or Rose, nor Winston, but from the usually gentle and soft–spoken

that you re a marned man now? Look at the woman standing beside you–she’s your wife carrying your child for heaven’s sakel Grandma was right, why did you leave Mona

of jealousy almost spilling river Her eyes despite her

to whip his head around. Their gazes clashed, and Rose was startled by the icy anger in his eyes She flinched and took a

she was lost for words in the end she could only look away her attempt to

but Rose refused

Grandma, in particular, was furious She raised her cane ready to ghe Momson a piece of

mind

damned scoundrell thrash you today, you heartless wretch

thud echoed the force behind it causing a buzzing

to shield Morrison, ‘Please stop, he’s still

raised again, couldn’t be stopped

Morrison instinctively turned and shielded her

come Instead. Rose felt someone grasp her

to see Winston holding back the cane with one hand

in harm’s way. Winston said releasing Grandma’s cane and still holding onto Rose He met Momsons frosty gaze with a smirk “Don’t look at me like that Who do you think is really

deepened if it weren’t for Miss Mona, today’s drama would’ve ended with me being the shameless homewrecker Thanks to you. I can stand here such legitimacy, while you, despite your

say I

husband in name only. Do you

narrowed his eyes his temper flaring as he faced off with Winston, who was openly challenging him and expressing his feelings for Rose His pride and a mix of

single thought, Morrison moved towards Winston, confronting him and

a cold sneer ‘Let go of her that

His handsome face twisted with rage, and he grabbed Winston’s

of distraction, a scuffle broke out Looking up, she saw Morrisoris fist connect with

off guard Winston stumbled catching himself on the armrest of a nearby sofa