The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1816

“Aren’t I well–behaved enough? I really am letting you go, Morrison, everything I said, it’s all true. I won’t bother you anymore…”

“Behaved my foot!” Morrison was in no mood to hear her prattle about “letting go” and “divorce.”

“You’re the one who wanted the wedding, and now you’re talking about a divorce. What am I to you? A toy to play with?”

Rose bit her lip. looking at him as her demeanor cooled down.

“Alright, I messed up, okay?! I shouldn’t have left the kid behind, shouldn’t have used the kid to marry you, shouldn’t have created a chance for Grandma and Mom to hassle Mona. It’s all my fault. Happy now?!“c2

‘No, it’s not okay!”

“You”

“Shut up! I don’t want to hear another word from you!”

At this point, Rose couldn’t deal with Morrison in her usual way. His words were just daggers into her heart, nothing more..

“I won’t, I won’t, I just won’t. We’ll get a divorce, and then you’ll never have to hear me speak again…”

A vein throbbed on Morrison’s forehead. “Say that one more time!”

“We’re gett–mmph”

The word “divorce” never made it out of her mouth; Morrison leaned in and swallowed her words whole.

Rose’s eyes widened with shock, and after a moment of stillness, she began to struggle.

‘Let go.”

Morrison pinned her hands with one of his and held her chin with the other, his kiss forceful and filled with a mix of rage and maybe even hatred.

His roughness, his brutality, only soured the feeling in Rose’s heart.

Yeah, it was all her fault.

She was the one who insisted on marrying him. He had said no from the start–no to the child, no to her, swearing they were never meant to cross paths in this life.

She didn’t understand what she had done to make a once decent acquaintance speak such cruel words to her.

But she had run headfirst into a brick wall, nonetheless, choosing to marry him.

So there she was, alone in an empty house, enduring ridicule and sarcasm from all sides in silence.

She had no right to tell anyone how aggrieved she felt, not even to admit her own sorrow

These last few days, Morrison had stayed at home, sleeping and eating with her, even accompanying her to prenatal appointments and swimming. It was like a long–awaited redemption for her.

She couldn’t afford to dwell on the humiliation and pain he had caused her, she wanted to seize the present, the fleeting happiness.

But happiness was too elusive.

She hadn’t even truly grasped it, let alone had the chance to “seize it.

Morrison always found a myriad of ways to make her heart bleed.

If trying hard wasn’t enough to earn the love she wanted, what was the point of persevering?

Suddenly, she shoved Morrison away with all her might.

Finally, he let her go, his gaze icy as it drilled into her.

His eyes were like ice picks, inching across her skin.

“Rose, you used the child to try and marry me because you love me”

his words, Rose’s eyes merely flickered, showing

hid how much she

never was, so why was

“So what?”

Morrison at a loss.

did his blunt exposure

what gives you the right to talk about divorce now?! You love mel Yet, you’re asking for a divorce. How is that any different from

words made Rose’s

She was silent for a long while. “When did you know that I loved

1 love you coming from Rose’s mouth sent a tremor through Morrison’s dark

he know?

How could he admit it was

Morrison saw an unstoppable sadness on

He grew anxious

child, not to marry you,

lives

suddenly

our wedding night you could leave me alone in the bridal suite and fly off to

over two months after our marriage, to punish me for the marriage i forced

you could be so cold and heartless toward me, all for Mona…”

in Rose’s eyes.

so you thought you could hurt

from you is heaven and hell to me, a descent into a fiery pit?

the pent–up grievances came pouring out with her trembling voice, tears streaming down her cheeks and

watched, his grip loosening slightly, his lips parting then closing, words forming

and beautiful collarbones rising and falling with the effort to

do this anymore. Morrison…”

anew, her voice and expression thick with hurt and sadness.

kind of reckless torment! | mamed you hoping for a good life with you, willing to pay any price without complaint. I’m trying, waiting for you

sat up slowly, wiping at her uncontrollable tears

I can’t do this anymore Let’s get a divorce, let’s do

a lost child, clueless, with only the thought of seeking comfort.

had one thought swirling in

a masochist.

She really wasn’t

only deepened the sense of panic and helplessness in Morrison’s heart.

for her again,

of

jerk, Rose tore herself away and pushed him back, rising from the bed, her

to the Witt family? But Morrison,

nothing to do with me if you don’t want to embarrass

on, I don’t care and i can’t, I’m not playing this game anymore

she paused for a few seconds as she looked

the door

recovered from the shock

briskly. Morrison caught up to

“Rose,

her this

me! Let

anger, one hand clutching the railing, trying to break free from Morrison’s

and Megan, Grandma Witt, hearing the commotion, came over and

of the

Molly exclaimed

before his

you set on

Rose replied,

agree“” Morrison declared resolutely

taken aback for a moment, but as he relaxed slightly,

off guard, could only watch as Rose staggered backward.

“Rose!”

“Darling!!”

to catch Rose’s waist, pulling her back and switching positions so that

the cushion

Rose, acting on instinct, clutched the

arms, he saw her pale face and the shock in her eyes.

“Are you okay?”

dazedly, her expression suddenly turning cold as she

had seemed immovable before now tumbled backward with her simple shove,

“Morrison!”

and Rose’s stunned eyes flickered.

on the first floor, trying to sit up with blood slowly seeping out of