Chapter 1790


    Rose cast a casual nce, promptly followed by a surprised second look at the man striding her


    way. She frowned as she watched him approach


    “What brings you here?”


    Just what was Morrison thinking? He was never around when she needed him, yet hem he was,


    showing up uninvited when he was least needed


    Her words seemed to darken his mood even more. Nevertheless, he walked straight up to her


    pulled out a chair beside her and sat down without any hesitation


    Rose and Winston both fell silent c2


    The door swung open again revealing the waiter carrying her second bowl of soup


    The server slightly puzzled by the sudden appearance of a third person ced the soup next to


    Rose, and fetched a new set of cutlery for Morrison, then she left with bewildered look on his face


    Just what was going on? This wasn’t what she’d expected at all


    She took onest nce at the booth before closing the door, just in time to see Mr. Morrison


    helping himself to her freshly served rice


    Well, it seemed that everything she’d read on the inte was obviously wrong


    Rose watched as her soup was devoured by someone else, her expression growing colder


    She grabbed the bowl from in front of Morrison. This is mine


    Momson shot her a sideways nce before saying. T’m hungry”


    Rose scoffed “Were you too busy trying to be the perfect gentleman in front of Mona to eat?”


    Morrison watched as she ate his lips twitching almost imperceptibly, “Of course How could I let


    others see my true self? Some things are meant to be seen by spe people only”


    Rose nearly choked on her second sip She clutched her chest, intending to retort as her choking


    grew worse


    Momson picked up the ss next to him, turned towards her, patted her back, and handed her the


    ss, his hand never leaving her back


    Rose took the ss from his hand and gulped down a couple of mouthfuls, oblivious to his


    comforting pats on her back


    Momson was acting like the perfect, loyal boyfriend. However, Rose didn’t notice this. After calming


    down, she turned to look at Morrison “Momson, what on earth is going on with you?”


    How could he possibly be saying these things? Was he really Momson?


    Momson’s face darkened. He ced the ss on the table but his hand didn’t leave her back.


    Instead, he rubbed and rested it on her shoulder


    Rose frowned What happened to him?


    She turned to look at him, but he just gave her a smile, gesturing towards her bowl, “Are you still


    eating?”


    How was she supposed to eat while being held like this?


    “What on earth are you up to She looked at him with a puzzled frown, her expression full of


    suspicion and resistance


    A hidden anger burned within Morrison, especially when he saw her expression. It was like


    someone had poured a bucket of oil onto the fire suppressed within him, and the restrained mes


    burst forth all at once. He stayedposed, the hand resting on her shoulder slightly increased its


    grip. “If you’re done, I will finish a for you.”


    With that, he picked up her partially drunk soup, and nonchntly took a sip


    Rose looked up at Winston who was sitting across the table it seemed like she was asking him what


    was going on with Momson.


    Winston shrugged, indicating he had no clue Yet his smile was somewhat unsettling


    Suddenly her shoulder started to hurt Rose winced At that moment, Momson looked up, with a faint


    smile on his face as he said to Winston


    made the journey all the way here?”


    Winston raised an eyebrow, picked up his fork, and tossed a mouthful of food into his mouth, “An


    old friend invited me I couldn’t refuse‘


    “Old friend? Momson smirked


    “Of course Maybe Mr. Mornson doesn’t know that Rose and I are childhood friends. We havent


    seen each other for years, and now we’re working coincidence”


    Rose’s eyes widened at Winston’s words Had they all gone mad today? Childhood friends? She


    had only seen him a few times when they were kuida


    Realiong the hand on her shoulder was pressing harder Rose winced, her face paling slightly. The


    pressure on her shoulder eased considerably


    His words were so ambiguous, it was as if he was trying to stir up trouble


    why has


    ther again. It’s quite a


    Momson nodded see That’s quite fortunate Since you’re an old friend of my wife. I should give you


    due respect. If you ever need help with anything, don’t hesitate to


    Rose had given up on trying to escape resigning herself to the fact that these two men were going


    to continue their fake pleasantnes.


    Winston That’s very kind I be sure to take you up on that offer


    Morrison paused. ‘How long are you nning to stay bere?”


    “Not sure, but at least a month


    Momson’s face visibly darkened Winston smirked and took a sip of water


    Eventually Momson finished Roses soup As they all stood to leave Morrison was the first to pull out


    t


    Rose looked at him walked out of the booth and immediately fell fus


    | her waist the pruned looking due


    earlier confusion and resistance had turned into a kind of eptance


    This was what she wanted. Even though his sudden change in behavior puzzled her, she wished it i


    However, just as she was bing confortable with this pleasant situation, the moment the booth


    door opened.


    “Winston, it really is Winston


    moth wore maturity druded.


    “Winston is really with Mrs. Wit”


    “It’s really”


    A group of reporters surrounded them, carneras shing incessantly. Their inne together


    Rose was standing still haid in the andrace of Mormann, kan hunkari 3 any pre phayat si far


    nonchnce her smile rackard and rajasaling


    News about themhout win Winston was perheathing. Has


    be a thrilling soning. Just the thingh, oh maka ravataliet wat de Henn


    Howdyti an they was patting Thurtsmaileges. The ha i Hun glu


    But the one standing nee 5. Rosa wa tuna ole mai hai hunchant Mumpsia. Pa


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    thepped out of the restaurant, everything beci


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    She said coldly looking in the


    marrage. He has a bright future.


    Morrison


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