The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1794

Morrison's mood instantly plummeted again.

"What are you laughing at?" His voice was practically squeezed through gritted teeth.

Caught red-handed, Rose didn't bother to suppress herself, and a soft laugh escaped her lips. "I bathed Moon yesterday too."

Morrison froze for a second, his eyebrows furrowing deeper. "So you used my towel to dry him off last night too?"

Rose just couldn't stop laughing in front of him. "What else would I use to dry him off? Did you know how pitiful he was during his first bath?"

Morrison's temples throbbed in annoyance. What did the dog's pitifulness have anything to do with him?d2

"Rose..."

Rose gradually put away her smile. "Alright, alright, I'll get you a new one. Just stop yelling at me."

While she was talking, she took the towel from Morrison's hand and continued to dry off little Moon.

Morrison's anger was trapped in his chest, unable to find an outlet. He glared at the puppy, who was being pampered with its eyes half-closed and whimpering. He stared at it for quite a while before he finally growled:

"Compensate me now! I need it tonight."

Rose paused in surprise, looking at the man who had suddenly become unreasonable. She glanced around the bathroom. Apart from the towel that was reserved for Moon, there was nothing else of his.

"You'll have to make do tonight. I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

"What am I supposed to use tonight?"

Rose hesitated for a moment and extended the towel she had used to dry the dog towards him. "Maybe I could wash this one."

Morrison's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Do you think that's possible?"

"No."

Even if she washed the towel that had wiped the dog's body a hundred times, he wouldn't use it.

Rose pursed her lips, feeling somewhat conflicted. Where was she supposed to find a new towel now?

Morrison looked at her for a few seconds, then ordered, "Go buy me one now."

Rose frowned. She hadn't stepped out to see Winston earlier because of the cold weather and now she had to go out again for a mere towel? Besides, she had just taken a bath.

"I..."

"Do you want to refuse?"

Rose was speechless. She really didn't want to go out, but Morrison was unforgiving. He sternly left a "Hurry up" and walked out of the bathroom first.

Once Morrison left, Rose, frustrated, rubbed little Moon with the towel, muttering things under her breath. Clearly, she was venting about Morrison.

After drying off little Moon, she dried her hair and casually put on a shirt, a sweater, and a down jacket before reluctantly descending the stairs.

Morrison was sitting on the living room couch, watching TV. When he saw her come down, he gave her a quick once-over before standing up and picking up the car keys from the coffee table.

"Let's go."

Rose looked at him in surprise. "You're going too?"

Morrison shot her a cold glance. "I don't trust you. Who knows what you might do to my stuff behind my back?"

Rose grimanced. This guy clearly had a persecution complex. Without a word, she put her hands into the pockets of her down jacket and walked straight to the entrance to get her keys before opening the door.

The chill of the night hit her instantly as she opened the door. Rose couldn't help but shrink her neck.

It was all so unfair. But she was to blame too. She didn't know what had gotten into her when she threw away all of Morrison's stuff.

It felt good at the time though.

Never mind, what's done is done. She was willing to face the consequences. It was just a matter of buying him new stuff.

She hadn't thought about all the excuses she'd come up with when Morrison found out.

Morrison, who had changed his shoes, reached over her head to push the door open and urged her to move. "Let's go."

His car was parked right outside the door, and with his long strides, Morrison was a few steps ahead of Rose in no time.

Rose was forced to pause in her tracks for a moment, disdainfully pursing her lips.

So what if he had long legs? She had them too.

She glanced down at her own lower body. The down jacket covered two-thirds of her legs. Before she could say anything, Morrison had already opened the passenger door and impatiently urged her.

"Hurry up and get in."

Rose moved forward a few steps and climbed into the car.

The first thing she felt when she got into the car was the warmth. The temperature in the car was definitely not from just now. And clearly, Morrison hadn't gotten in the car yet. So, he must have turned on the car's heater in advance.

The warmth in the car seemed to seep into her heart, filling it with a comforting warmth.

She was just that weak. Any little consideration from Morrison was magnified a hundred times in her eyes, because it was so rare.

With a "thud", the car door closed, and Morrison started the car and left the apartment complex.

Rose didn't say a word the entire time. The two of them were rarely alone in such a calm manner, and she didn't know what to say to him.

The apartment was on the edge of downtown, and anyone who could afford to live here was undoubtedly wealthy, so there was no shortage of large supermarkets.

In just a few minutes, they arrived at the supermarket. Rose unbuckled her seat belt, and the two of them got out of the car together.

They both walked silently towards the supermarket entrance. Rose walked ahead a few steps, pushing the cart at the entrance. Morrison watched her retreating figure with an expressionless face.

The snack section was right at the entrance, and Rose spent a long time pushing the cart around there. Chips, dried fruits, candies...she drooled as she looked at them all.

Food safety should be strictly controlled now, right?

She slowly stood in front of a shelf full of chips, and as her hand slowly reached towards a bag of barbecue-flavored chips, her hand was suddenly slapped away. It didn't hurt much, but she could still feel it.

"What do you think you're doing?" Morrison looked at her sternly. "Don't forget why you're here."

Rose touched the hand that Morrison had hit, "Since we're here, shouldn't we also grab a few other things while we're at it?"

"Grab a few other things?" Morrison snorted, "You've been aimlessly wandering around here for twenty minutes."

Rose pouted.