The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 901 - 880: To Want, or Not to Want!

Chapter 901: Chapter 880: To Want, or Not to Want!

"Miss, are you sure you want two more bottles?"

The waiter wasn’t worried that they couldn’t afford the bill; it was clear that this couple was just having a tiff, and since they were using the Boss’s daughter’s card, he felt obliged to show some concern. "Sir, your girlfriend is angry, and at times like this, as a man, you should coax her, otherwise..."

"He’s not my boyfriend. Why all the fuss about getting two more bottles of red wine!"

Already bristling with anger, Mia’s mood worsened upon hearing those three words again. "Would a gorgeous, universally loved beauty like me go for a sleazy guy who leeches off women for meals? Just bring the wine!"

"Right away, I’ll bring the wine now!"

Waiters who work at such events clearly know their place; a small reminder is enough, they can’t meddle further when someone’s upset. With that, the dishes were served, and he swiftly departed.

This time, Morgan didn’t get angry. On the contrary, compared to Mia’s explosive temper, he appeared much calmer, staring at her with a look that was both smiling and not. After a while, he opened his mouth mockingly, "A gorgeous, universally loved beauty like you? Where exactly? I can’t see it at all. People love you? More like people loathe you!"

In reality, Mia was indeed beautiful, with clear, lovely eyes and delicate features, exuding a youthful vibrancy and playfulness from head to toe. Apart from Bella, no other woman in the school could hold a candle to Mia Rowen.

Many times, he thought she was silly. Despite her beauty, she chose Bella Gordon, an even prettier woman, as her best friend. Obviously, she could have reigned as the Princess, but instead, she became the gatekeeper, fending off suitors for her best friend.

Bella had Roy Thompson in her heart, the one who went abroad and never showed up again; she had little regard for other suitors, not even sparing them a glance. When they became too bothersome, it was always Mia who came out to intercept them. Hence, all the men pursuing Bella gnashed their teeth at the sight of Mia.

Many men said that to chase Bella, one must first deal with Mia – who was anything but soft!

"Me? Disliked? Morgan Sanders, there are men who like me, who want to pursue me, enough to circle our school. I’m just not into them. It’s your turn to dislike me now?"

Mia slammed her chopsticks on the table with a snap and looked across angrily, "A man like you, who has been dumped by Bella over a thousand times, still has the nerve to say he dislikes me? Let me tell you, Morgan Sanders, even if every man in the world despised me, you wouldn’t have the right because you are destined to be the one rejected!"

Having said that, she poured the newly opened bottle of red wine, filled by the waiter, into her cup and drank it down in one go. The forthright manner in which she did so left Morgan across from her stunned, even forgetting to rebut her words!

He knew Mia was inherently loyal, or else she wouldn’t have come to trouble him time and again for the sake of her best friend. He was just teasing her verbally and didn’t really have any prejudice against her; after all, everything she did was from Bella’s perspective.

As a man, he had that much magnanimity; a little tease was one thing, but seeing her drink wine like that, she was sure to get drunk soon.

"Mia Rowen, if you drink red wine like that, I guarantee you’ll be drunk after two cups!"

Morgan reached out to take her wine glass away, but the woman preemptively slapped his hand aside: "Two cups will get me drunk? Let me tell you, Morgan Sanders, don’t underestimate me. I wouldn’t get drunk even on two bottles. Today, Bianca is treating me to dinner, it’s none of your business. At most, you’re just an invitee, not the host; it’s not your place, bug off!"

Having finished speaking, she poured herself another cup and then gestured with it towards Morgan Sanders, before draining it in front of him, "Now do you see? Whether I can drink or not, let me tell you, Morgan Sanders, don’t underestimate me. With that bear-like appearance of yours, you can’t even outdrink me. Compared to Roy Thompson, you are clearly miles behind! Don’t bother Bianca anymore, she will never like you. You’re just going to bring her trouble!"

Only going to bring her trouble?

Morgan’s clear eyes suddenly froze, his whole body stiffened. He had been passionately pursuing her for so many years; was he really just bringing her trouble in the end?

Was that the truth?

In his mind, he kept recalling the way Bella Gordon looked like she wanted to flee every time she saw him. Four years ago, when they were still classmates at the university, their relationship used to be natural. Ever since the day at the bar when he confessed his feelings, only to have his moment ruined by Roy Thompson’s sudden appearance, their relationship seemed to have become less natural.

Although Bella Gordon never said anything, she still intentionally or unintentionally kept her distance from him. She would always say she already liked someone else when he expressed his feelings—of course, that someone was a man not present by her side. No matter how much she claimed to like him, Morgan couldn’t believe it, so he never gave up. As for what Bianca thought...

"What nonsense are you spouting? Bianca wouldn’t consider me a burden, hmmph. The way she behaves towards other men is clearly different from the way she is with me. I still have a chance!" People sometimes like to deceive themselves. When the truth is exposed, they tend to react with anger because they feel hurt, "What’s Roy Thompson anyway? For four years, he hasn’t even showed up at Bianca’s school once. What kind of boyfriend is that? Look at what other boyfriends do, and him? A woman’s most beautiful youth is during her university days, experiencing the most beautiful romance, but him?"

"Not being around and saying he likes her? Ha, I don’t believe that. Men like Roy Thompson, they reek of superiority. Bianca will be exhausted following him. I’m different, I will treasure her and hold her in the palm of my hand like a precious gem. I am the one who is most suitable for Bella Gordon. Roy Thompson is the one who belongs in the palm of a woman’s hand. Mia Rowen, if you spout nonsense like this again, watch out, I’ll... I’ll..."

Hitting a woman is clearly something he could not do, and naturally, something he could not say!

"Say it again and it will be the same. Regardless of whether Roy Thompson is the sort of man who stays by her side or not, Bianca still likes him. Even if you’re by her side every day, Bianca just doesn’t like you, Morgan Sanders. After all these years, you should give up. The woman you like doesn’t need to be chased. The woman who doesn’t like you, you won’t succeed no matter how desperately you pester her!"

After downing two large cups of red wine and venting her spleen, Mia Rowen finally felt her head spinning and her cheeks heating up, a strange sensation that she was not familiar with, known as drunkenness, of course, she didn’t recognize it!

"Miss, do you still want the red wine you ordered?"

The waiter had just entered the room when he saw the woman in such a state, so he cautiously confirmed, "If you keep drinking, you’ll get drunk, red wine has a strong aftereffect!"

This young girl was Bella Gordon’s classmate. Seeing her youthful appearance, she was naturally a student just like Miss Bianca, so the waiter patiently reminded her!

"I want it!"

"Don’t want it!"

Two voices, sounding in unison, rang out at the same time!