The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1822

Chapter 1822

With those words, he sauntered over to where Rose stood, “Get back inside. You’re pregnant What if you get hurt?”

Rose blinked, puzzled by his sudden declaration. She had never heard him express any romantic interest in her in private

Winston’s statement was too much for Morrison to bear. With a sudden movement, Morrison grabbed the back of Winston’s robe and threw a

punch.

Rose was standing right beside them. Winston didn’t even try to block the punch, instead, he gently nudged her towards the apartment. The punch landed squarely on his gut, and he doubled over, coughing up blood

“Winston!“c2

Rose was shocked and rushed to check on him. Without a second glance at Morrison, she shoved him aside.

Caught off guard, Morrison, already battered, slammed against the hallway wall. The impact shook him to the core, as he clutched his chest, wincing at the pain.

He looked up to see Rose, kneeling on the floor, cradling Winston’s face with an urgency that couldn’t be faked.

“Winston, are you okay?”

The sight of blood at the corner of Winston’s mouth made her wipe it away without a second thought. Her eyes filled with worry, guilt, and unshed

tears.

Seeing this, Morrison’s heart clenched, suffocating him with jealousy. So she cared about Winston? She felt pain and sorrow for him to the point of tears? She could cry for another man?

Morrison scoffed coldly Rose, was this your so–called love? How quickly it changed! Can she love him and just as easily turn to love someone

else?

The assistant had just given Morrison the address when he arrived, only to find two men brawling in the hallway. When he saw Mrs. Witt push her husband aside and run to another man, he instantly regretted following him here.

He stood there, clueless about what to do.

Mrs. Witt had moved out of her house with Mr. Witt to live with a movie star? Did that mean the husband was cuckolded?

He had just arrived and didn’t know the situation, except that the man in front of him was wearing a bathrobe and Mrs. Witt was in her pajamas.

“Riley, take him to the hospital”

The addressed assistant paused, looking at the man in front of his president’s wife. The “he” that Mr. Witt referred to must be Winston. But if he was really going to take anyone to the hospital, shouldn’t he take Mr. Witt?

“No need!” Rose’s voice cut through, cold and firm.

Morrison watched her, his expression unreadable.

She stood up, grabbed a down jacket from the hall closet, “Don’t bother. I’ll take him to the hospital myself”

She put on her coat and without changing her shoes, struggled to lift Winston up

“Rose” Morrison called her name, his voice raspy from the pain. “Don’t forget I’m your husband. You and he aren’t at a point where you can say that yet

Rose met his gaze, her eyes red–rimmed but icy.

Morrison flinched at her look, clutching the fabric over his chest, “Riley can take him.”

“Do you think I can trust you?

hesitated. “What do you

just now I don’t believe you’d be so kind as to let your man take him safely to the

if I really wanted

‘How could you?

her towards him. He straightened up, letting lva hand tạt tạm his chest,

holding his sit tightened her gre as Manson approached Because of her nervousness,

bathrobe

reaction now seemed to Morgan like intimacy and

husband she was openly affectionate

man

jabbed at every nerve in Mamwors body. He clenched his fists, numb to his own pain. As he pushed Winston away from

and tossed han towards Key Rone was about to walk over to him, but Motion

snapped her wrist.

home with

him with nothing but cold fury. “Home? Which home? This is my home right here!”

“Rose, don’t push me.”

in his grasp. “Then stay away from me. I’ll never bother you again for the rest of my

her free hand and pulled her own back,

“I got this.”

Riley hesitated, “Madam”

hand him over, I’ll call the police

underlying restraint in his tone Riley pursed his lips and forcefully pulled Winston

ma am. I’ll get Mr. Winston to the hospital safely. That’s

laugh, “That’s precisely why I don’t

on her words, glanced at Morrison beside her, and quickly left with Winston

followed, and this time, Morrison didn’t stop her. But as they reached the downstairs, Morrison suddenly grabbed Rose forcefully, shoved her into the car, and took off.

vanished into the

her

“I told you not to mess with

Morrison’s car was speeding, his hands gripping the

but Rose was also pushed to her limit. “I need to go to

car seemed to speed up

fists “Morrison, have you

he

Rose complied and fastened her seat belt, His mood lightened slightly at her obedience, and he

on the gas

me?” she asked after a

“Home”

More silence

to check on

“Morrison!”

steering wheel, pulling the

creeping in

icy stillness. “Rose, what is he to you

was hurt because of me, Morrison You may not care, but

her for a moment, then

heartfelt confession to you was for no reason? Do you even know

me all alone at home right after the wedding My husband had Winston not pushed me out of the way just now, my husband might have hurt his own pregnant wife What a husband‘

husband? He’s not en as good as

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