The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Rose lifted her eyes to meet his, her expression frosty. “Morrison, this event was
meant to end on a high note, and you just had to go and ruin it.”
Morrison pursed his lips awkwardly. “I didn’t think it through at the time.”
When Rose pushed against him, he held on tight. In the midst of the bustling
crowd, his hands pressed firmly on her waist, drawing her close into his
embrace.
Feeling his body against hers in such a public display made Rose’s ears burn
with embarrassment, but Morrison seemed oblivious to the impropriety, gazing
down at her intently. “Where were you just now? I went looking for you at the
press conference.”
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Rose, with her arms braced against his chest, blushed even deeper under his
unwavering gaze. “Are you sure you weren’t there just to mess with me?”
“Am I really that much of a jerk? To go out of my way to mess things up for
you?”d2
Rose raised an eyebrow, meeting his stare. “You think pretty highly of yourself,
don’t you?”
Morrison nodded confidently. “Of course, how could you love me so much if I
wasn’t a good man? To honor your love, I must be worthy.”
With a sideways glance and a scoff, Rose remarked, “I didn’t realize until now
just how shameless you can be.”
Murmurs and gasps echoed from the onlookers.
Morrison’s dark eyes never left her. As everyone braced for his temper, he finally
spoke. “Then you’d better get used to it. I’m very shameless.”
Rose’s lips twitched. “Have you no shame at all?”
Morrison tilted his head with a grunt. “Shame won’t get my a kid.”
Everyone fell silent. Was this the same man they all feared? And what on earth
was going on? Wasn’t it said that this couple was incompatible? That since their
wedding, Mrs. Witt of R City had been subjected to his cold indifference, living
like a widow?
This wasn’t at all like the rumors.
Someone shifted their gaze to Mona, who was standing aside. At first, the
appearance of Morrison’s ex-girlfriend seemed like a delightful surprise for the
birthday boy, and perhaps the two would finally make up. But now, it appeared
quite the opposite.
Especially considering what Rose had said. With Rose’s online reputation,
anyone else would’ve avoided such a controversial time to appear at the
banquet. Undoubtedly, this made everyone believe that she and Morrison were
the real deal.
Had Rose not cunningly intervened and married Morrison, none of this would
have transpired. That was what everyone had believed.
They believed that Rose was the one who should step aside, and she was the
true wrecker of a relationship.
Now, people’s perceptions began to subtly shift. The seemingly unobtrusive exgirlfriend now seemed a tad unethical.
Morrison wasn’t concerned with what others thought. His heart was overflowing
with joy. For the first time in his life, just seeing her brought him an insane
amount of happiness. No one knew how excited he was deep down right now.
“You still haven’t answered me. Where were you just now? Why couldn’t I find
you at the venue?”
Rose bit her lip. “One has to dress up a bit for a banquet.”
Dressing up? Morrison’s expression faltered, and he relaxed his hold to
scrutinize her from head to toe. His eyes filled with satisfaction.

“You dressed up for me, didn’t you?”
Rose’s lips curled slightly. “Wishful thinking. I just didn’t want to tarnish my own
reputation.”
“Well, preserving Mrs. Witt’s reputation. How thoughtful of you.”
Rose looked away, unsure how to respond to Morrison’s comment. She lowered
her head slightly, her cheeks still flushed.
Morrison’s gaze lingered on her. Her hair was styled beautifully, and her white
ball earrings trembled like snowflakes against her smooth skin. She also had a
faint, delicate fragrance, as if she had spritzed on some perfume.
He rarely saw her so meticulously adorned.
From years ago, he found it too easy to be captivated by her, never wanting to
admit that he found her stunning in every way. Her figure and features seemed
tailor-made for his tastes. How else could he explain his growing fondness and
the sense of danger he felt?
He always knew getting too close to her would be his undoing. And now, it
seemed that even maintaining a distance couldn’t save him from falling into her
grasp.
After staring at Rose for a while, Morrison lifted her chin to better admire her
face. Rose had nowhere to hide, forced to meet his intense gaze. The emotions
in Morrison’s deep gaze caused a sudden shiver in her heart, and her eyes
trembled.
The warmth of his fingers brushed her jawline, tracing the elegant contours of
her slender neck. He relished the soft touch under his fingertips.
“You’re beautiful,” he said slowly, his eyes tracing her exquisite face before
locking onto hers. Pure and unblemished, her dark eyes reflected nothing but
his image.
Rose was momentarily stunned, unable to break away from his gaze.
As the couple stood there, their interaction left the onlookers puzzled.
“Can’t figure out what’s going on. Is this all an act for the Witt family’s image?”
“Do you think Mr. Witt would let a woman he despises call him shameless, even
if it’s just an act?”
“Uh. so they’re actually on good terms?”
“It seems that way.”
“Wow…”
A low murmur rippled through the crowd.
Just moments ago, the two were locked in a tender gaze, but now they were
locked in a kiss.
Rose was caught off guard as Morrison leaned in. She had never imagined that
one day he would be bold enough to do such a thing in public. It wasn’t until his
kiss deepened that she blinked out of her stupor, her blood rushing to her face
in a hot flush.
The crowd cheered them on, and though she tried to push him away, he was
unyielding. Finally, after a firm pull, he seemed satisfied and let her go.
Rose’s cheeks were so red they could’ve steamed. Head lowered, she dared
not look at anyone. Her forehead rested unnaturally against Morrison’s chest.
Morrison couldn’t help but feel a damn, inexplicable sense of achievement as he
watched her blush. The same girl who used to butt heads with him every day,
never showing signs of backing down, was now showing her shy side.
“Hmph!”
He used to hate anyone flaunting their romances, but he now found himself in
the thick of it without the slightest hint of embarrassment. Instead, he gently
nudged Rose’s chin upward, noticing the smeared lipstick on her lips and
reached out to tidy it up.
Though touched by Morrison’s gesture, Rose’s warm feelings were quickly
chilled by his next words.
“Hope this lipstick isn’t toxic. Wouldn’t want to be kissed to death.”
Rose, who felt as if her heart had been dipped in ice, pushed him away and
touched her flushed cheeks. “Kiss you to death? You gotta count yourself lucky.”
But Morrison pulled her back in and kissed her again. “Don’t worry, it’d be a
novel way to go.”
Molly, who had been watching the whole scene with delight, couldn’t help but
disagree with their banter. As she was about to say something, she was
interrupted.
Morrison felt a sharp pain on his back.
“Snap out of it, kid! Do you even realize what day it is, spouting such unlucky
nonsense?” scolded Megan who had appeared out of nowhere, disrupting the
lovebirds.
Molly shook her head in resignation at the interruption.
The two were forced to part, and Morrison turned to see Megan, biting his lip in
a show of acquiescence.
“Alright, hit me if you must, but go easy, will ya?” he said, keeping one arm
around Rose.
“You think you’re the one who gets to be in pain?” Megan snorted. “As if she’d
be upset over you. You’re far worse off if you make her sad.”
Morrison glanced at Rose, who remained impassive. The more she withheld,
the more suffocated he felt, wishing she would bring up their past so he could
apologize properly.
The crowd’s attention, however, quickly shifted to the drama surrounding Mona.
“So, the ex-girlfriend’s grand entrance didn’t quite pan out?”
“Isn’t it obvious? She must have thought the couple was on the rocks and came
to stir the pot, putting pressure on Rose in the background.”
“If that’s actually the case, then this fashion showdown is deliciously ironic. That
outfit, that ‘queen bee’ vibe, really makes me believe she was going to be the
future Mrs. Witt.”
“Now, she seems all too eager to climb the social ladder and get her claws into
things that do not belong to her.”
Mona stood at the forefront of the guests, witnessing Morrison and Rose’s public
display of affection. Her heart seethed with resentment and humiliation as she
clenched her dress, tears welling up in her eyes. “Morrison.” she couldn’t help
but speak up, drawing everyone’s attention. “Didn’t you hear what they’re
saying?”