The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1839

With that, Morrison snatched the bracelet from Rose's hand and slipped it onto his own wrist. He then thrust his arm toward Rose, flashing a cheeky grin, "You gotta admit, it fits perfectly."

Rose couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, "Looks like I overestimated the size when I bought it years ago."

Shaking his head, Morrison wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling her forehead affectionately, "It's not too big. I just never hit that growth spurt."

His voice was thick with charm, and eventually, Rose's face broke into a smile.

The platinum bracelet glinted under the soft glow of the party lights, adorning his wrist with casual elegance. It looked just as stunning as she had imagined when she first picked it out.

"I finally gave out this gift," she murmured, staring at the string of bracelets, her face wearing a contented smile.d2

"Yeah. I'm really happy," Morrison replied, pulling Rose closer, as if trying to merge her into his very soul.

After years of awkwardness, for the first time, he found shamelessness refreshingly easy.

Rose sighed lightly, lifting her gaze to the discarded watch he had tossed aside with a half-smirk. "Isn't that the one Mona strapped on you herself?"

Morrison's face stiffened, "Well, she insisted, to give her a little credit."

"So giving her 'credit' meant letting her strap a watch on you?"

"Did you ever think about what the headlines would be if I hadn't shown up tonight? Ex-girlfriend throws a birthday bash for Mr. Morrison? Or maybe, Public display of affection at the birthday party, is there a new Mrs. Witt in town?'"

Morrison's scalp tingled with discomfort. What a mess. Since when did putting on a watch come with so many implications? Women's thoughts were truly hard to fathom.

But recalling how Mona's antics had led to him standing Rose up at his own birthday party years ago, he couldn't help but wonder if they could've avoided all these complications.

Ultimately, he was the culprit, and Mona wasn't innocent either.

"I never intended to give her a chance, you know that. How stressed have I been these past few days, trying to prevent you from filing for divorce?"

"We did have a thing back then, but nothing ever happened." Morrison quickly added, his voice rising, then he continued, "And she came all the way here for my birthday. It didn't seem right to completely snub her."

"Besides, when I couldn't find you just now, my mind was filled with thoughts of you. What if you came and saw her? Would you be unhappy? I just wanted her to finish quickly and leave. I didn't think about all these unnecessary things."

Listening to him, Rose found it hard to stay mad. Was this really the Morrison she knew? He was so off-kilter today.

Seeing Rose finally laughing, Morrison's face softened, his own lips curving into a smile. Their sudden shift in mood had the whole room chuckling. Hands covered mouths as people leaned back with laughter.

"So it turns out it's Mrs. Witt who's been gunning for a divorce, not Mr. Witt."

"Seriously, the way Mr. Witt is clinging to Mrs. Witt, it's like his survival instinct is off the charts."

"Ha! I always thought Mr. Witt was the cool, aloof, and untouchable executive type. Turns out he's more like a lovesick puppy."

"This couple is just too funny, always at each other's throats, visibly irked by each other, yet secretly crushing. It's hilarious."

"In the end, I still think it's Mr. Witt who's being too stubborn."

"But now it's all good, their misunderstandings are finally cleared up."

As the topic of misunderstandings came up, eyes turned to Mona, who had been silent throughout.

"If it weren't for someone stirring the pot and causing trouble, these two wouldn't have had so many misunderstandings."

"Deliberately changing party venues, intentionally ignoring calls, standing someone up in the snow all night, creating pressure for a divorce through public opinion, and even stooping to theft as a birthday gift. She is truly disgraceful."

"Indeed. They say pride doesn't come with poverty, but she's out here trying to punch above her weight with luxury watches."

The crowd's disdain for Mona was unabashed.

Mona stood in place, the hem of her dress crumpled in her clenched fists. Overwhelming humiliation rushed towards her from all directions, making her feel embarrassed and wronged. The sense of grievance spread through her, but there was nothing she could say. She felt utterly powerless to refute anything.

She had just wanted to attend Morrison’s birthday party. She knew about Rose's product launch being scheduled for the same day. She was also aware of the drama Rose and Morrison had been causing these past few days.

She had an inkling about Rose's feelings for Morrison. So Rose was right. Mona had come to celebrate Morrison's birthday, to stir the pot if possible. Even if her presence was purely for celebration, it would surely be a dagger in Rose's heart.

With the relationship between the two of them, one being stubborn and unwilling to face his feelings, and the other constantly shutting everyone out, even if there was any love between them, it was unlikely to be stable.

Molly chuckled and sighed. "Don't think we don't know what you were planning when you left. Morrison gave us a hard time while you were away, and you must have been happy, right? Thinking that the Witt family, with just one son, would eventually compromise with him."

Mona's hands, clutching the hem of her skirt, became sweaty with anxiety.

"I've told you before, Morrison is my son, and nobody knows him better than I do. You know his affairs, but I know better than you do. From beginning to end, who he truly loves, you think I don’t know?

"You know that Morrison's love from the very beginning was Rose, which is why he resorted to such despicable means time and time again. You clearly know that Morrison doesn't love you, yet you insist on staying by his side and refuse to leave.

“You say Morrison pulled you into his circle, but in your eyes, does his circle have to be about designer clothes and luxury cars? Who said you had to give expensive gifts on his birthday? Everything comes from the heart. Because in your heart and eyes, all you see is Morrison, born into a prestigious and privileged family. So the gifts you give can only be about how to measure up to him!

"Compared to you, Rose has been a wealthy young lady since childhood. What does she lack? Money? Then why did she choose to work and earn money to buy Morrison a birthday gift? If she genuinely liked Morrison, could she resort to stealing money to buy him gifts? Are you insulting yourself or insulting Morrison?

“Speaking of being pampered, isn't Rose more pampered than you? She thought of using her own hands to earn money for Morrison's birthday gift, but all you could think of was using those hands to steal from others.

“Ask yourself honestly, if you were an outsider, who would you love?

"It's your own warped values, yet you still blame others! I originally didn't want to expose you because it concerned your future life trajectory. But tonight, you came uninvited, and your deception was exposed on the spot. It's your own doing.

"I've told you these things before, but you refused to accept them. Respect is earned, not given by others. Mona, I hope you can think carefully about this."

Molly appeared elegant and poised, never raising her voice, the epitome of a sophisticated lady. But tonight, her words were firm and resounding, each word clear and distinguishable.

At the same time, her dissatisfaction with Mona and her satisfaction and protectiveness towards her prospective daughter-in-law were evident.

People around them began to discuss, and their comments about Mona were far from flattering.

"If I were you, I would have covered my face and left long ago!" Megan, leaning on her cane, stepped forward from behind, looking at Mona with authority.

"Yes! The way you're dressed tonight is becoming more and more ironic!"

Mona took two steps back, tightly gripping the hem of her dress. This red outfit...

She suddenly turned to look at Mason beside her. "Why? Did you arrange all of this? What grudge do I have against you that you would plot against me like this!?"