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

that might come from

glanced at her her expression growing even more severe ‘Morrison! I’m speaking to you!

was furrowed, his demeanor icy. “Is this ever going to

normally the epitome of gentleness, now showed a rare coldness “Morrison, you need

silent, but Winston added fuel to the fire Seems Mr. Morrison is quite the loyal lover Mention an ex, and it’s

dear Miss Mona”

feeling a wave of

Morison was with only one lover

relieved or

belonged to a single

that much

man, girlfriends would be too numerous

flings some with

such things were commonplace, even

he had

eyes tightly forcing herself not to dwell on

avoid trapping herself in a dead end of

was a familiar sting to Molly

he had shown them years ago when they

relationship with Mor

her walking stick tightly her face tuning pale with fury. To

Grandma sharply ‘So what‘ if shea back, do i

her to stay in Il City for your convenience) to be witho your sight, anytime

her business, and what i want is mine. Don’t

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or Rose, nor Winston, but from the

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

taste of jealousy almost spilling river Her eyes despite her efforts, betrayed a

his head around. Their gazes clashed, and Rose was startled by the icy anger in his

in the end she could only look away her attempt to hide her discomposure only

flickered but Rose refused to meet his

particular, was furious She raised her cane ready to

mind

thrash you

behind

everything Rose called out, wanting to shield Morrison, ‘Please stop, he’s

cane raised again, couldn’t be stopped

it was about to strike Rose Morrison instinctively turned and shielded her

Instead. Rose felt someone

back the cane with one hand and

it weren’t for me. Rose wouldn’t have been 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 to blame here?

being the shameless homewrecker Thanks to you. I can stand here

darkened “You say I have no

in name only. Do you really think you re doing

off with Winston, who was openly challenging him and expressing his feelings for Rose His pride

towards Winston, confronting

into a cold sneer ‘Let go

was a deliberate poke at Momson’s anger, which reached its breaking point. His handsome face twisted with rage, and he grabbed Winston’s collar,

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

off guard Winston stumbled catching himself on the