Chapter 1803
Rose nced at him perplexingly from the living room before getting into the kitchen with an air of
confusion.
Every time Rose finished whipping up a dish, she’d carry it out with pride, and asionally,
Morrison would pop into the kitchen to lend a helping hand.
The guy was acting like the picture–perfect citizen–helpful, kind, and honest to a fault
But to apply such descriptors to Morrison was like seeing pigs fly Had Morrison been possessed by
some kind of spirit today?
Rose shook her head, utterly clueless about what had gotten into him. She lifted the lid of the stew
pot, gave it a stir, and covered it again, then nced at the casserole
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Winter was all about having that steaming hearty pot as the main event.
At the moment, Winston was dressed to the nines, but oddly enough, he found himself lounging on
the couch, silently watching the muted TV phone in hand I’ve been invited over to Rose’s for dinner
tonight I gotta ask, is her cooking any good?”
Chloe, at that moment, was holding a fruit tray and eating fruit Upon hearing Winston’s words, she
paused for a moment “Rose’s cooking herself?”
“Yeah, she assured me it would be a meal to remember I’m just worried she might poison me”
Chloe blinked, slightly amused. “I haven’t witnessed how amazing her cooking skills are, but I have
seen her in the kitchen a few times. Didn’t pay much attention, though, There were some cooking
sses back in school
She paused, biting into an apple with a somewhat bemused expression Rose nearly blew up the
ssroom once. As for the edibility of her food turning every dish into a variety of vors, including
the asional scorched surprise, was definitely among her skills.
“What happened in the cooking ss?!”
Winston’s voice took on a darker tone. Chloe swallowed her apple and cleared her throat “It was
fine. Imagine, a girl of her status, how picky could she be” if she says it’s good, how could it be
wrong? As for this whole poisoning thing, you’re joking, right?”
“Summers The more you talk, the less convinced I am.”
Chloe’s features twisted awkwardly. Then you must be hearing things. Rose’s pregnant now. She
has to eat what she cooks, too. There’s no way she’d risk her own and her baby’s health just to
poison you.”
Winston fell silent for a moment, then grabbed a box from the coffee table and stood up “Alright,
then I guess I’ll grace her with my presence tonight. Gotta go, I’m heading
out
“Wait, hold on a sec”
Chloe called out, and Winston raised an eyebrow. “What now?”
“Well when you get there, see if Morrison is around. And try to be extra charming with Rose”
Winston scoffed dismissively as he reached for the door. Do you know how much I’m worth? You
want me to flirt with Rose and give the media something juicy?
“it’s win win. It’s not like it’s real. Plus, it’ll stir up some attention, good for your image, right?”
“Like I care about that?”
Chice pouted “Even better, then Look, just give Momson a little sense of insecurity, okay?
As Winston strolled past the garden wall, he chuckled at Chloe’s words, then fell silent for a few
seconds before breaking intoughter.
“My dear Miss Summers, you wouldn’t be setting up a string of men in R City, would you?”
Chloe took another bite of her banana, looking up to see a tall, imposing figure descending the
staircase She coughed lightly.
“What are you talking about? Rose is a catch; she’s got plenty of admirers. Why would I need to
arrange anything? With your charm and good looks. enough Just make sure James feels the heat
Gotta go.”
Before Winston could respond she hung up the call
“Why aren’t you obediently staying in the study? What are you doing here, hmm?
The man’s towering presence matched his deep voice his forehead touching hers as his arms
encircled her waist, pulling her close.
Chloe quickly showed him the fruit te Tm just enjoying some frut
Damon nced at the te before sitting beside her on the couch, pulling her onto hisp
Chice guarding her fruit te looked down at him from her elevated position.
“Who did you say was handsome and sessful?
Chice fell silent
“Hmm?” Damon persisted offering a slice of banana to her lips.
Chloe bit down blurting out “Just Winston Hes in R City now I told him to perhaps flirt a little with
Rose”
After swallowing the banana, Chise gave Damon a grin, her bright teeth glearning
Damon’s eyes shifted slightly, a hall umile crossing lus face “Amn’t you afraid it might turn real?
Chlor blinked in confusion: “What do you meati?
“What if Winston actually falls for Home
Chloe expression waveted as she waved her hands domasnerty “Tinpossible”
Damon chuckled lightly What’s impossible? Didnt you say kota is great? font she
Chloe face looked somewhat ufortable
towards het, he would undoubtedly get hurt.
monal and delenialy worth beng ikad by others, but i
However, the very next second. Chine stook her head resolutely No is impossible nation won’t fall
for Host He krest that R
Damon smiled lightly, offering her an apple. “Love in unpredictable, who knows?
More than
udely lost her appetite for fruit.
Damon took a bite of the apple himself, then leaned in to kiss her. It was his fault for bringing up
such matters.
Chice resisted, pushing against his shoulders. “Don’t-”
“Good Lord”
Damon’s lips were locked onto Chloe’s in a fierce, possessive kiss when Elizabeth’s voice suddenly
shattered the moment. Chloe’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson as she pushed him away with
unexpected strength.
Just when she feared the intrusion, it happened
Damon looked up at the staircase with a scowl. Elizabeth stood at the top, hand over her mouth,
looking like she couldn’t decide whether to stay or flee.
“It is a public space, for heaven’s sake
Winston ended the call and rang the doorbell of the Rose household.
He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for Morrison. The poor guy had no idea that Rose’s so–
called good friend was nothing short of a witch, plotting behind his back like this
At the sound of the bell Rose emerged from the kitchen, but Morrison had beaten her to the door.
She followed untrusting, and watched as Morrison swung the door open to reveal Winston. Their
eyes shed, tension shing in an instant.
Winston raised an eyebrow, “Oh, you re home? And here I thought it was going to be a cozy dinner
for two with sweet little Rose”
The task of ying the dutiful guest was not lost on him.
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From the corner. Rose nearly kicked Winston for his sudden madness. Sweet little Rose, my foot!
Momson’s usually stoic face darkened, a forced smile barely curving his lips after sending Winston
a barrage of icy res. “Wee,” he said, though it was clear he meant
anything but
Winston nced at Morrison, puzzled by his bizarre hospitality. Did he have some nerve disorder
today?
Rose, feeling awkward shot Winston a re What a troublemaker.
However, Winston ignored it and handed what he was holding to Morrison. “This is for you.”
Momson took it with disdain. “How thoughtful of you.”
Then Winston handed a small, exquisite box to Rose, “And this is for you. Saw it and thought it was
just your style”
Curiosity piqued, Rose opened the box right away to find a diamond ne with a simple, elegant
teardrop pendant, glittering inside. She gasped, “Isn’t this a bit too extravagant?
Winstoncked eyes with her, with a faint smile, “Isn’t our rtionship beyond measuring worth?”
Rose was at a loss for words, especially under Winston’s intense gaze. Was he out of his mind?
The atmosphere turned frosty beside him, and Winston found it increasingly amusing Provoking
Momson was turning out to be more entertaining than any flirtation with Rose
“Why don’t youe in? it’s chilly by the door Morrison said abruptly, pulling Rose into his embrace
in a bold im of territory
Roses smile stiffened.
As Winston entered and the door closed behind him, Rose excused herself, “Tve got dishes on the
stove. You two entertain each other for a while”
“Take your time, Winston said with a grin
Once Rose left, the living room was tense with Momson and Winston exchanging forced smiles.
Momson was blunt. “Dinner’s almost ready. I don’t see the need for pleasantries, do you?”
Winston shrugged, feigning indifference. Il check on Rose in the kitchen. I feel terrible she’s fussing
over dinner while pregnant”
Momson clenched his jaw. “‘Well it’s fine Dealing with quests naturally requires some sincerity. You
don’t need to go to the kitchen. After all, you are the quest. It’s unreasonable to invite guests for a
meal and then ask them to help in the kitchen. The quests should just wait to be served. Feel free to
sit I go to the kitchen and check if my wife has everything ready
His emphasis on guest and the mention of his wife was pointed but his polite smile made it
impable
Winston raised an eyebrow clearly riled by Morrisons barbs
Momson smirked, but his anger simmered beneath the surface Winstons reaction proved he cared,
and the thought of him coveting Rose sent a fare of jealousy through Momson
In the dining room Momson took out his frustration by pouring condiments over Winston’s te
Rose was still busy in the kitchen oblivious to the silent battle outside
When Morrison finally stirred the dishes to his satisfaction, his mood lightened just a touch. He then
joined Rose in the kitchen
“Why are you back here? When’s Winston?
Morrison red at her. The house isn’t that bag, he can’t get lost?
Rose grimaced at his sharp tongue
In the living room, their golden retriever Moon barked yfully at Winston clearly taken with him
Morrison’s frown diepered at sight of the traitorous pooch
“Dinner’s ready Rose called from the dining room, and Morrison stered on a warmni sutile
“It seems Moon’s taken a liking to you” Morrison said dryly
“Moon” That’s a nice name for the little guy Winston replied casually
“Enough chit chat, the foods getting cold Rose insisted
As they settled at the table. Morrison’s demeanor softened slightly
Nose is quite skilled in the kitchen. I haven’t had the chance to enjoy her cooking many times.
You’re in for a treat today” Morrison said casually.
Winston arched an eyebrow. “You guys have been hitched for what almost three months now? How
come you’ve hardly had her cooking?”
Roses expression stiffened slightly, and she seemed momentarily at a loss for words. Morrison’s
face also took on a chill.
“Let’s dig in before it gets cold Rose quickly added picking up some veggies with her fork and
cing them onto her te.
Winston cast a sidelong nce at Morrison and grabbed his own fork, “Alright then, let’s see if your
cooking is as good as you brag it to be.”
Rose gave a small smile. I told you it’ll be a taste you’ll never forget”
Morrison chimed in, “It’s a rare opportunity, make sure you get your fill.”
Winston lifted an eyebrow and forked a piece of green bean sd into his mouth. Instantly, his
entire body stiffened, and his face froze over
Rose stared at him expectantly. “Well? How is it?
Her face Lord, he felt like he deserved a thousand cuts for not giving her some praise
His eyes shifted to Morrison and caught the smug triumphant look on his face. In a sh, he got the
picture. This damn man, ying such childish games
With no reply forting, disappointment washed over Rose’s face, “Is it not good?”
Seeing her looking extremely disappointed and upset, Winston slowly swallowed the food. “It’s
good. I’m actually surprised that your cooking is actually this good”
At his words, Rose’s face lit up with a smile “Then have some more”
Winston’s eyelid twitched, “Sure will.”
Casting a nce at Morrison, Winston saw him smugly take a hearty bite of his own dish. “Yeah,
you’re really getting the hang of this cooking thing.”
Saying so, he served Rose another helping, which she ate with an even wider smile
“Mmm, a total sess.”
Winston rolled his eyes.
Damn it! This shameless, childish, and petty man was actually resorting to such shameless,
childish, and low–level tactics.