Rose cast a casual glance, 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 placed 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 one last glance 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 internet 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 glance 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 glass next to him, turned towards her, patted her back, and handed her the
glass, his hand never leaving her back
Rose took the glass 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 placed the glass 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 flames burst forth all
at once. He stayed composed, 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 nonchalantly 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 planning 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
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earlier confusion and resistance had turned into a kind of acceptance
This was what she wanted. Even though his sudden change in behavior puzzled her, she wished it i
However, just as she was becoming 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 flashing incessantly. Their inne together
Rose was standing still haid in the andrace of Mormann, kan hunkari 3 any predla phayat si far
nonchalance her smile rackard and rajasaling
News about the lamhout 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
med that Winston har a rinne relationship will kdy Wili Kina the wars cean typing
The
ted when he was the
far as provenutily numeraet and Reves and Memper
retrobaeci 10: The part was vorm shafteter, learing thern shunned
terms: When Alonsor har barged into the private room to atoa allar for reporters at tror as they thepped
out of the restaurant, everything beci
encircling meporten. Winston furrowed his brown instinctively but soon chuckled
have any work plans in New York City?
with Mrs Wi
Despite answering his responses were vague. The term Trends was
was once again on Roar and Momsun Momson was holding Rose close her belly slightly bulging
nd turned to the reporters. May ask, tow did
The
Ana Lah The depot was posted onlin
slating that Mrs. Wit and
pie chucked as he glanced
She said coldly looking in the
marrage. He has a bright future.
Morrison
Not for the
ansubiy turned gloomy
Morrison: “My dignity in
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