Winston arched an eyebrow as he entered the cozy kitchen, a smile on his lips. “Congrats on the new
pad, Rose”
“Thanks a lot.”
“Except that your neighbor is still me
Rose smiled and said. “Actually, I owe you one for scouting this place out for me”
She shut the door behind them, following Winston into the kitchen. It’s kinda ironic, isn’t it? I invite you
over to The R City, and you end up finding my new digs ‘c2
Winston placed the grocery bag on the countertop, a smirk playing on his face. “Well, when it comes to
social connections, us guys have a bit of
an edge”
He couldn’t shake the guilt he felt towards her. That damned witch Chloe, always assigning tasks and
then skirting the blame when things went
south
“Why don’t you hang back while I get things sorted? I’ll give you a holler when it’s ready.”
“You sure you don’t need a hand?”
She shook her head, her voice light. “The world’s simplest meal is just stew.”
Winston didn’t press further.
True to her word, it wasn’t long before Rose called him to the dining room. Stepping in, Winston
couldn’t help but marvel. Women were truly magical creatures – in such a short time, she’d transformed
the entire table into a feast. The pot in the center bubbled with inviting steam, casting a cozy glow
around the room.
“All set already?”
“It’s just a matter of washing some veggies. Have a seat.”
He did as told, watching as Rose busied herself with adding food to the pot and adjusting the heat. It
wasn’t long before she served him a plate of food
Winston watched her careful movements, a mysterious smile playing on his face.
“Back at Summit Ridge University, there was this girl whom no one dares to provoke. She was elegant,
delicate, and assertive It’s hard to believe that the once famous figure on campus, known for her
charisma, has now become so homely, especially with such a caring nature”
Rose paused, setting the fork aside. “Nobody owes me anything. And no one has the obligation or duty
to look after me You’ve got to have some life skills, or you’ll starve living alone”
He looked at her for a moment longer, then picked up his fork, diving into the stew with enthusiasm.
“Hmm, this is genuinely both healthy and convenient – and delicious to boot. There’s nothing quite like
this.”
She burst out laughing, caught off guard by his praise. “Arent you exaggerating a bit?”
The taste is spot–on, and if we’re being honest, it’s all thanks to the chef”
Rose rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance “You’re laying it on thick. Can’t you be a bit more genuine?”
“It’s all heartfelt, really I ran it through my mind several times before saying it. If I kept it in any longer,
my thoughts would’ve started to tre
With her back of her hand pressed to her forehead, Rose laughed uncontrollably, her shoulders
shaking with the effort to contain herself. “Men
are natural liars”
Winstons lips curled into a slight smile as he watched her “Your veggies are ready”
She looked up, glanced at the pot, and reached for the spoon.
The hospital staff didn’t dare stop Morrison as he stormed out his assistant trailing behind, trying to
offer was already descending the steps, his figure disappearing into the car
she given his qonation. But
He drove back to the villa at breakneck speed only to find it shrouded in darkness. A frown creased his
bion. He watched the spare key bum flower pot by the door and entered the silent house
When he opened the door, it was pitch dark. The absence of light was a bad omen. He alwa but now it
was off But she just told him that she was at home Was she playing her for a fool
He didn’t bother to remove his shoes as he made his way upstairs The motion
draped in darkness Flicking on the light he found it empty along with the guest rooms and the study
leaving the living room light an
in the hallway, but his bedroom was end
His face grew taut as he realized that all of Roses belongings were gone her laptop her notes, the
trinkets on her deak, even her parenting books The closet was bare of her clothes, and the bathroom
was emptied of her personal belongings
All the toiletries in the bathroom, toothbrush, towels, hairdryer, even the comb and harpes – absolutely
everything of hers was gone, nothing wa left behind.
Chapter
The living room was missing her cup, her shoes, her dog, and all her decorative pieces. In the kitchen,
her plates, utensils, and even her spices
had vanished.
Standing in the hollow living room, Morrison felt his anger seeping away, replaced by a deep, unsettling
dread. He finally took out his phone, his call log flooded with Rose’s name. Most of the calls didn’t go
through, except for the first one, with a call record lasting a mere thirty–six seconds. In the end, she
hung up his call for a dog
The sofa…
His lips pressed into a thin line as he dialed the number, his heart heavy with an emotion he couldn’t
quite name
The phone rang just as Rose was dropping noodles into the boiling pot. Her hands moved a bit faster
at the sound, and Winston set down his fork to answer it “Let me take care of that. You get the phone”
“You sure you know how?”
Winston raised an eyebrow at her. “You gotta give me some more credit than that”
Rose gave an apologetic smile, handed him the noodles, and went to the living room. The caller ID
made her hesitate, but she took a deep breath before picking up
“What is it now?”
“Where are you?” Morrison’s voice was eerily calm, a stark contrast to his usual temper. This calmness
made his underlying cold fury all the more perceptible.
“At home”
“Which home?” Before she could finish, Morrison cut in.
Rose paused for a few seconds. “You’ve been discharged?”
“Where are you right now? His tone was as flat as ever, not the stillness of a windless lake but the ice
of a frozen sea, every word heavy with
chill
Instead of answering directly, Rose said, “If you’re out of the hospital, we should no longer delay our
divorce. Everything has been said. It’s a good thing for both of us, so let’s get it over with. Besides,
someone has been waiting for you. I’ve already spoken to Megan and Molly They shouldn’t interfere
with you and Mona anymore.”
She hesitated, then added, “Morrison, I’ve tried to make amends as best as I could. There’s not much
left to say. I don’t want to make an enemy of anyone, least of all you I was wrong before, and I’m truly
sorry.”
Morrison was silent for a while before responding with icy detachment, “You think I can’t find out if you
don’t tell me?”
Rose pursed her lips. “I’m not trying to hide from you. After all, in R City, you have the power to find
anyone easily Besides, we’ll have to meet if we’re going through with the paperwork.”
Before she could finish, Morrison hung up.
Her words cut off, Rose stared at the phone that had disconnected on its own, furrowed her brows, but
then tossed the phone aside and returned
to the dining room.
Winston looked up at her and served her some food with a ladle. “Have you really decided?”
Rose sat down and picked up her fork, knowing Winston had overheard her call
“Yeah”
“Are you really willing to let go?”
“It was my unwillingness to let go that made me do wrong in the first place. I’ve been dragging my feet
until now. But the longer it goes on, the more I feel I’m just torturing myself. I tried, and I had what I
wanted Letting go is best for everyone.”
Winston watched the overly calm woman, a flicker of alarm in his heart. Indeed, when a woman made
up her mind, it wa
She was cruel to others, even more so to herself
Morrison hung up the phone and immediately dialed his assistant
“Mr Witt?”
“Find out where Rose is right now”
“What?” The assistant, already shaken by Momsong icy tone, couldn’t grasp the request right away
“Are you deaf?
The assistant humedly replied. ‘Il find out right away Mr Witt”
Trembling he hung up and blinked before it hit him, and he quickly began fipping through his contacts
sight to behold
After the dinner, Winston didn’t linger and soon left. A single man and woman alone at night can be
awkward, and it seemed prudent not to overstay his welcome
“Call me if you need anything I’m just across the hall. Take care of yourself
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Rose nodded with a smile. “Thank you so much, I really do appreciate it”
“You better ask me for help more often, or else I won’t have an excuse to come over for dinner.”
“You don’t need an excuse. I have to eat anyway, and cooking for an extra person isn’t much trouble.”
“Alright. Get some rest. Goodnight”
“Goodnight.”
Two hours later, Morrison found Rose
It was nearing ten o’clock when a knock came at Rose’s apartment door Living alone, especially
pregnant, she had opted for a simple one–story layout, so the knock was loud and distinct. Startled
awake, she quickly pulled on a cardigan and opened the door, with her little dog Moon scampering to
her side, barking at the visitor
“Who is it?”
“Rose”
Morrison’s voice, deep and frosty, came through the door, making her frown. As expected, he was able
to find her doorstep in just two hours.
“What do you want this late?”
“Open the door”
Rose hesitated for a moment “We could meet at City Hall tomorrow.”
“Are you opening it or not?” His voice carried a clear threat.
Rose didn’t respond, but suddenly there was a sound of another door opening
“Ah, you’re out of the hospital?”
Morrison spun around to see Winston standing in his doorway, wearing a gray bathrobe loosely tied,
showing off his well–built physique.
The sight made Morrison’s typically stoic face tense with anger, the veins on his forehead bulging
He turned back toward Winston, his whole body radiating a dangerous aura.
“Did you bring her out here?”
Winston neither confirmed nor denied. “I did help her find the place.”
Morrison’s face grew even colder, his jaw muscles tensing visibly. He pulled something from his pocket,
and Winston’s eyes narrowed, a smile touching his lips. “Do you know she’s still my wife?”
Winston nodded. “But from what I hear, not for much longer”
A punch thrown with all the force of a gale landed squarely on Winston’s face. He took it head–on,
stumbling back against the wall with a grunt Wiping the blood from his lip, he tightened the tie of his
robe and stood up to face Morrison head–on.
The smile vanished from Winston’s face as he swung back at Morrison
Two handsome men were brawling in the hallway, and Rose, standing behind her door, could hear the
scuffle. It was clear what was happening and she flung the door open
in front of her the men were locked in fierce combat, punches slicing the air with force. Morrison, heir to
the Witt family, was trained from a young age Winston was clearly at a disadvantage, another punch
sending him to his knees. He leaned heavily against the corridor wall, gasping for
breath
Momson didn’t fare much better. His suit was no longer in shape, and his hair was disheveled. She had
never seen han en such a disheveind and certainly not Winston in such a state either
It took Winston a moment to find his humor, a wry chuckle escaping him as he said “I gotta admit, I’m
theiled we had this brave?
He pushed himself off the wall, standing tall despite the obvious cuts marring edge as he looked at
Morrison It proves I’m a real threat to you doesnt
split up. i stop at nothing to have her
handsome face His gaze was candid vet goed with a sardong
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