The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1827

Chapter 1827

Morrison paused, processing the words.

Really?

Without a word, he made his way to the bathroom. The reflection that stared

back at him was haggard, a weary shell with puffy, swollen eyes ringed with dark

circles.

This wasn’t just looking bad. He hardly recognized the person in the mirror.

The previous night’s worries about Rose possibly running off with someone else

had kept him tossing and turning until the wee hours of the morning.

Enter title…

Normally, a late night at the office would be no big deal, but last night, lying in

bed, he felt more drained than after a week’s worth of overtime.

He knew Rose had a thing for good looks, and that very fact had granted him a

chance to spend the night with her. And now, with his face a wreck, wouldn’t she

be even more restless? Especially since they had a bona fide actor living

downstairs.

His complexion was sallow, making him look all the more unsightly. He turned

the tap and splashed his face with water, trying to wash away the fatigue.

Rose finished dressing and opened the hospital room door. After a moment, the

door suddenly swung wide open, and several people let out a surprised “Huh.”

“How odd, it was just locked, and now…”

They stopped short when they saw Rose, clad in an ill-fitting men’s suit that was

clearly not designed for her, standing beside the hospital bed looking at them.

Molly’s eyes flickered with mirth as she turned to the medical staff beside her.

“Thanks for your help. Now that the room’s open…”

“Ma‘am, we need to conduct the routine check-up,” said the doctor with a

friendly smile, as morning rounds were the norm to assess patients”

conditions.

Molly set the thermal container aside on a cabinet and looked at Rose with a

warm smile. “Rose, where’s Morrison?”

Rose felt her cheeks flush. The meaning behind Molly’s smile was all too naked,

and she knew exactly why. After all, the previous night, they had indeed

engaged in unspeakable acts.

“He’s in the bathroom.”

Morrison came out of the bathroom, looked at the room full of people, and

frowned slightly. His gaze shifted from Molly to the thermal container, which he

opened to find layers of breakfast delights: the top layer held muffins, the

layer biscuits, and the bottom

he walked over to Rose and handed it

His voice was cold, his eyes briefly flicking to the

with clear intent.

an eyebrow as Morrison climbed into

They promptly began

the container, watched

Morrison, it seems you have

at Rose, still standing there, and said, “What are

for?”

and settled on the sofa, peeling an

at the doctor and gave a

at a loss. “We need

going on,’ they

you get these new

nothing; Morrison

her head and took a bite of the egg. “Mr. Morrison, since

you like to

it’s fine, no need for

Molly, a little embarrassed. Molly, however,

nodded,

could he

he could risk his life with a broken arm or

activities.

of the muffin. She’s trying to be completely transparent,

like everything that happened yesterday had

end, the medical staff gave up on further examinations. Instead,

word of advice, “Mr. Morrison, given your

any strenuous

recovered.

muffin

quickly took a few sips

doctor

be more careful. You don’t look well today, and normally

energy for certain activities. It would be quite embarrassing if

an

complexion turned even more sour. An accident

of accident?!

Morrison was about to lose his temper, the doctor

medical staff

bit awkward. After all, she had maintained a certain level

about the private matters

it was inevitably uncomfortable for

awkward silence. Rose, still blushing, took another bite

her muffin.

the tension, Molly finally spoke up.

wounds?”

at Rose. “Her

gaze. “Really? Complaining about your wife to

mother?”

“It’s the truth”

a wife is so much trouble,

cannot tolerate it. Divorce her. I can’t afford a daughter-in-law who

Once divorced, you go

whomever she wants.”

image of a difficult and formidable

thought you liked

that brooked no argument. “But you’re

dear boy. You fell

no amount of fondness can trump the love

talkin’—we just want you to

Rose, then we won’t stand in your way of a

if she’s the one you want, then

her. We’ll make sure she has a grand entrance

we want is for

you halfway on

at Molly, while

utter distaste. “You can leave now if you’re

if they were deliberately trying

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