The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1810

He felt he had already reached his breaking point by keeping his cool for so long.

His sour expression did not go unnoticed; it was clear he was genuinely angry.

Despite her concern for her son's health, Molly didn't want to upset him further at this moment.

After all, it wouldn't help his recovery.

Megan remained silent, so Molly gently tugged at her arm and whispered, "Maybe we should go."

Megan snorted, "As if I want to stay here any longer."d2

She turned and headed for the door, then spun around to address Rose, "Don't forget to introduce that movie star hunk to me, Rose. I need to vet him for you."

A vein throbbed on Morrison's forehead.

His face turned stormy.

Rose felt particularly helpless and dared not meet Morrison's gaze.

"Please," Molly chided her softly, clearly irritated.

"What? I'm serious," Megan insisted, but she nonetheless exited the room.

Rose quickly glanced at Morrison and said, "I'll go see them out."

With that, she hurried out.

Megan and Molly didn't linger, and before leaving, Molly insisted on arranging a housekeeper to come over, which Rose declined.

She was used to living alone, and now that Morrison was back, she could take care of him herself.

This fresh yet longed-for responsibility was new to her, apart from Morrison's illness.

Molly didn't push the matter and left with Megan.

As they stepped out, they encountered the very person Megan had been wanting to see, heading their way.

Rose nearly fainted.

Could his timing be any more inconvenient?

"You... what brings you here?" Rose asked the casually dressed Winston.

"I saw the news about your husband's emergency hospital visit last night and his release this morning. I felt partly responsible for his illness and wanted to check on him. How is he doing? All good?"

Rose forced a strained, awkward smile, "He's fine."

Winston smiled and respectfully nodded to grandmother and Molly.

Megan's eyes sparkled as she beheld Winston, her grin broadening when he looked her way.

"Well, well, well..." she stepped forward, her hands deep in her pockets before reaching out and firmly grasping Winston's hand, staring intently at his face without blinking.

Winston stiffened at Megan's actions.

"So, you're Rose's rumored boyfriend, right? The super-famous international movie star?"

Winston glanced at the awkward and bewildered Rose beside him, and in the end, he still managed a polite smile, "Yes, I'm Winston. But rumored boyfriend..."

He paused, choosing not to clarify the rumor, and instead asked, "And may I ask you are?"

"I'm Rose's grandmother, and Morrison is my grandson. This is my daughter-in-law, Morrison's mother, and Rose's mother-in-law."

Rose closed her eyes for a moment. Megan was an unstoppable force, unpredictable to the core.

Her introduction was absolutely detailed.

Winston raised an eyebrow, his smile deepening, "So, I have the pleasure of meeting Grandma and Mrs. Witt. Hello, I'm Winston, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

Megan nodded enthusiastically, pinching Winston's arm in admiration.

"Well, such a handsome lad, fit as a fiddle, truly worthy of being linked to my little Rose."

Molly: "Please!"

Rose was speechless.

Winston thought to himself: "What kind of eccentric grandmother was this?"

Typically, you'd expect a grandmother to tear into a rumored boyfriend on sight, but she was delighted.

Why was she so happy?

Completely baffled by Megan's train of thought, Winston looked again at Rose, who bit her lip, unsure of how to handle the situation.

"Handsome, keep it up. If Rose ever kicks my grandson to the curb, you'd have a real shot."

Winston's smile twitched.

This was one peculiar grandmother.

A real eye-opener.

"Mom, enough, let's go!"

Not just Rose, but even Molly, who had known Megan for over two decades, couldn't predict her next move.

Her actions were always surprising, never conventional.

"Now, why the rush? It's rare to meet him, and I should have a proper chat with him. Come on, movie star hunk, let's talk inside."

Hearing her grandmother's words, Rose's heart skipped a beat.

Letting Winston into the house?

Morrison would explode.

"Grandma."

Rose hastily tried to stop her grandmother, but she had already taken Winston by the hand and was heading back towards the villa.

Rose fell silent.

Was her grandmother trying to drive Morrison mad?

Molly sighed deeply, her expression one of utter helplessness.

Shaking her head, she followed them inside.

Rose closed her eyes in despair. What was all this?

Her grandmother was eagerly searching a stand-in for her, and had brought him straight to their door.

This reminded her of those melodramatic soap opera scenes where the mistress shows up demanding to take over, but even more bizarrely, it was her own grandmother leading the charge.

Once inside, she served tea as the hostess, sitting on the couch with her guests out of politeness.

"So, movie star, where are you from? How old are you? What's your zodiac sign? When's your birthday? What do your folks do? Who's at home with you? How much do you make a month, or a year? You must have a house, a car, some savings, right? What are your future plans? Being so handsome, you're all natural, aren't you?"

It seemed Megan was indeed determined to turn him inside out.

Winston was feeling a bit cornered by Mrs. Witt's relentless questioning. Megan had a knack for turning their living room into an interrogation room with her endless inquiries.

Too many questions was giving him a headache.

Especially that last one.

"Absolutely natural," he assured with a slight chuckle.