Chapter 1806


    Rose was taken aback, staring at Morrison for a long while. Her mouth opened and closed, utterly


    at a loss for words.


    She reyed his words over in her mind dozens of times, but the answer eluded her. So did


    Morrison actually like her or not?


    “Dislike her and still fancy her? Men.”


    Men were all the same Morrison was no exception.


    “Wife show–off flirting. “c2


    Eventually, he just blurted out the words one by one. Rose could string them together, but she was


    unting flirting?


    In her current state, she must have been at her most unmorous ever Pregnant with a protruding


    belly, devoid of any curves to speak of her face was mostly bare except for minimal makeup for


    work. At home, she never bothered much with her appearance.


    Lately, she’d been as natural as can be, just doing whatever feltfortable. Compared to her past


    self, even her school days, she didn’t stand a chance What was there to unt or flirt about in front


    of him now?


    But the word “wife” in his mouth still caught her attention


    She pursed her lips and burrowed her head back into Morrison’s chest. Considering he still knew


    she was his wife, she decided not to hold it against him today


    Not that she could, even if she wanted to. He was so groggy right now, he probably had no idea


    what he had said earlier. She regretted not recording it to y back to him the next day, just to see


    his expression.


    Drowsiness overtook her, and she yawned, snuggling into Morrison’s embrace and closing her


    eyes.


    If there was one skill she’d honed during pregnancy, it was controlling her emotions, adjusting her


    mindset to not let anything get to her


    Morrison said he disliked her, but he also said he liked her. She’d just go with thetter. It made her


    happier.


    The next morning Rose woke up early


    Morrison was still asleep. She carefully extracted herself from his arms, but the next second, she


    was enveloped in a tight embrace from behind “Go back to sleep


    Rose stiffened. “I I need to go home for a bit. You need breakfast. I’ll make some oatmeal for you.”


    Morrison’s brow creased, still with his eyes closed “Call the assistant to bring it over.”


    “That won’t do Store–bought gruel won’t be good for you. Go back to sleep.”


    He refused to let go


    “Morrison Rose urged him gently but firmly.


    Finally Morrison suddenly tossed the covers off.


    *What are you doing? Rose quickly covered him ag


    Morrison looked at her, his face grew pale, showing signs of sickness, but his grip didn’t loosen.


    “Rose” His voice was weaker than before


    Do you know why I’m in the hospital right now?


    Rose pressed her lips together, “Acute gastritis.”


    Morrison took a shallow breath, “And who caused it?”


    Without hesitation, Rose replied: “You”


    Taking a deep breath, Momson suddenly clutched his stomach, agitated. “It was you who caused it!”


    Rose’s expression was nk. “How so?”


    “Werent those dishes made by you?!


    “I made what you like, butst night you insisted on fighting over the rest. Why be macho when you


    can’t handle spicy? If it’s self–inflicted, how can it be anyone else’s fault” Momson hadn’t expected


    the caring delicate woman fromst night to turn into someone so argumentative Couldn’t she see


    he was a patient and cut him some stack?


    His face grew gloomy Rose, are you hearing yourself? I’m a patient here Do you want to push me


    over the edge?


    “Even patients need to be masonable”


    Morrison red at her fiercely if it wasn’t for you inviting that rumored boyfriend over for dinner


    without telling me first would be in this state


    Rose took a deep breath, Alright, alright it’s my fault I shouldn’t have invited Winston over without


    consulting you first, and I shouldnt have prepared i fault you ended up in the hospital So, can you


    now let me go home and cook for you?


    “Rose I can tell you didn’t mean if


    Roses expression turned serious. Tm sorry Truly


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    Momson huffed, holding her hand, his look more pitiful. Good to know So to prevent future hospital


    visits, you know what to do, right?


    Rose nodded. “I will never put chili in your dishes again


    Momson gritted his teeth. “No, it means you’re never to meet Winston privately again”


    Rose gave him an odd look, then snickered “Why? You’re not jealout, are you?


    Morrison narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her. Dori tter yourself


    Rose’s smile faded, as she became earnest cant word Winston He’s the spokesperson Thored, and


    thepany needs hot. Besides, we no friends. If he wants to mee me, I can’t just ignore him


    “Rose, Morrisons voice chilled, you’re trying to finish me off


    Rose “Why would dealing with Winston be harmful to you?”


    She seriously suspected that Morson had overheard the doctor’s conversation with herst right


    Momson studied her for a long moment before his brow furrowed with pain. Rose’s expression


    changed, and she leaned in closer, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”


    “My stomach hurts so much”


    “Just wait, I’ll call the doctor”


    Without giving Momson a chance to speak, Rose dashed out of the room in a panic.


    The doctor was practically pushed in by Rose After a brief examination, the doctor cast a doubtful


    look at Morrison, “It doesn’t seem too serious.”


    The conversation was halfway through when Momson’s icy gaze shot over like an arrow, causing


    the doctor to swiftly change his tone. ‘Stomach ailments are among the most challenging conditions


    we face in this hospital They can stem from a variety of causeste nights, excessive drinking,


    eating icy or spicy foods, or even stress It requires a great deal of self–discipline and cooperation


    from the patient if the patient doesn’t work with us, we’re at a loss I strongly suggest rest and


    attention to all these factors. Otherwise, you risk exacerbating the condition and possibly facing


    irreversible consequences


    After his speel, the doctor nced at Morrison, who nodded in solemn agreement. “Indeed. I


    believe my stomach pain red up because I got upset just now


    The doctor cleared his throat and turned to Rose with a forced stem expression “Ma’am, I hope you


    can be mindful of the patient’s emotional state Patients tend to be quite sensitive, and it’s best not to


    provoke them–especially while they’re hospitalized


    Momson coughed weakly at his side, his brow furrowed with the visage of suffering.


    Who was provoking him?


    Rose felt aggrieved inside, but the doctor’s words had sent shivers down her spine. Especially the


    part about how easily stomach disorders could worsen had drenched her


    in cold sweat


    Seeing Morrison in such distress only heightened her concern


    “I understand I’ll be more careful in the future.”


    The doctor nodded, gave a fleeting look at the man on the bed who seemed to be in agony, and a


    nearly imperceptible smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth–how


    chilorsh


    Although stomach pain can indeed be excruciating, considering the treatment and pain relief he had


    just yesterday, along with the anesthesia during the examination, Morrison shouldn’t be in such


    difort


    “Well, do take care. When patients aren’t self–disciplined, it’s up to those around them to keep a


    vignt eye. It’s tough work”


    Rose replied with a simple, “Thank you, Doctor”


    The doctor nodded and left the room


    “See, Rose, this is all your fault.”


    “Okay I’m sorry”


    “What good is sorry? You need to behave, got it?”


    “Huh?”


    Morrison felt a genuine twinge in his stomach at Rose’s obstinate cluelessness. ‘You… Winston! I


    swear, just seeing Winston makes my stomach chum Keep your distance from him.”


    Rose frowned slightly “Alright, I’ll try not to let you see him.”


    Morrison’splexion softened a bit. “You need to stay away from him”


    Rose sensed that he was ying up his itiness to be difficult. Knowing that arguing would only


    prolong the ordeal, she simply nodded along “Sure, sure, I get it. So, can go and start cooking for


    you now?”


    Morrison paused before flinging the covers aside and sitting up.


    Rose blinked in shock What are you doing?


    Without a word Momson stripped off his hospital gown and reached for his clothes on the hanger


    “Momson Rose called out in frustration


    “Im going home with you


    She moved to his side. “No! You still need your IV today”


    “I don’t want it Morrison’s words hung in the air as he looked up to find her ring at him furiously.


    He softened his tone slightly just don’t want to be at the hospital alone We could call a home doctor”


    Rose blinked slowly, her expression easing considerably


    Momson finished dressing and took her hand Fll call the home doctor as soon as we get back. That


    way, I dont have to stay here, and you dont have to shults back, and


    forth, okay?


    “But your condition


    Im not at death’s door Lets go”


    Unable to argue with him she was led out by Morrison, who left all hospital discharge procedures to


    his assistant


    Back home, the kitchen was a mess from the right Before


    Without even taking a shower, Momson headed straight upstairs Rose freshered up quackty and


    started cooking youp belone clearing the leftovers off the table. There were plenty of dishes from


    the previous right over a dozen At Monitoris ce, most of the tes were emptied. He expression


    hardened. There was no need to eat all that, even if he didn’t want to concede to Winston


    As she tidied up, she noticed the untouched food in front of her apot She usually would mea leftover


    dishes with now for a meal fromst night andbining them into one te. She didnt think twice


    before adding the few remaining pieces from Maisons te


    Once everything was cleared, she had a full te. She then turned the leftover rice into a fried rice


    dish for herself


    Morrison’s soup took a while to cook. During that time, she mashed the grains with a spoon until it


    was nearly a paste before serv


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    She eyed him briefly “Did you call the home doctor?”


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    “Great, let’s eat then”


    Momson sat across from her, noting the generous amount of fried rice on her te She hadn’t


    forgotten how to pack on the pounds


    Without another thought he scooped up a spoonful of his soup and hesitated. “If I didn’t know any


    better, I’d think I was being punished here.”


    Rose nced at him “Never had the chance before, and now’s the perfect time for payback.”


    He sipped the soup “Seems you’ve got quite the grudge


    “And you think you were always such a saint?”


    Morrison fell silent


    With a smirk, Rose shoveled a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth. But after a couple of chews, her


    expression froze and then contorted in disgust. She furiously spat out the contents onto a napkin


    Morrison frowned What’s wrong?”


    She took a gulp of water and pointed to her te “Did I make thisst night? What what is this taste


    His gaze shifted to her te, and his expression darkened. “You’re eating leftovers ?!” His voice


    was sharp with anger, and his presence became intimidating


    Rose was taken aback “What’s wrong with that?”


    The spoon in Morrison’s hand ttered as he threw it into the bowl. “Are we so broke we can’t


    afford a fresh meal? Leftovers, really?”


    Rose’s expression turned frosty. “What’s wrong with leftovers? I grew up eating them.”


    You


    Morrison’s facial muscles twitched in frustration, his temper teetering on the edge of explosion.


    Rose pushed her te away, her nose wrinkling in distaste, “Why does this taste so off? It’s spicy,


    sweet, salty, and sour


    She trailed off, suddenly pausing as if a thought struck her, then turned to Morrison with a sharp


    gaze. “Did you, by any chance,st night…”


    Morrison nced at the stir–fried rice and quickly averted his eyes


    “Rose”


    “What?


    Suddenly, Momson stood up, reaching across the table to grasp her wrist firmly


    “You’re asking for it.”