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

and the bottom layer

walked over to Rose and handed it to her. “Go sit

His voice was cold, his eyes briefly flicking to the sofa and

with clear intent.

an eyebrow as Morrison climbed into the hospital

They promptly began their cursory

the container, watched from where

it seems you have some

Rose, still standing there, and said,

for?”

blinked, hugged the container, and settled on the sofa, peeling an

at the doctor and gave a noncommittal

at a loss. “We need to take

going on,’ they

you get

Morrison

took a bite of

had breakfast yet, would you like to

it’s fine, no need for a

at Molly, a little

nodded, “He’s probably

was really something wrong, how could he still

could risk his life with a broken arm or leg to indulge

activities.

a bite of the muffin. She’s trying to

happened yesterday had

medical staff gave up on further examinations. Instead,

with a word of advice, “Mr. Morrison,

you should abstain from any strenuous activity. Some things

fully recovered. It would be much more…

nearly choked on her muffin

a

the doctor who just shrugged with

more careful. You don’t look well today,

activities. It would be quite

have an

sour.

of accident?!

to lose his temper, the doctor chuckled and

of medical staff

felt a bit awkward. After all, she had maintained a

private matters of her son and

inevitably uncomfortable

into an awkward silence. Rose, still blushing, took another bite

her muffin.

finally spoke up. “How did you

wounds?”

Rose. “Her

Complaining about your wife to

mother?”

“It’s the truth”

wife is so much trouble, I, as the

I can’t afford a daughter-in-law

drama. Once divorced, you go your

whomever she wants.”

of a

thought you

certainty that brooked no argument. “But

and blood, my dear boy. You fell right from my own tree, so

don’t mind her, but no amount of fondness can trump the

and I, we’ve been talkin’—we just want you to be happy.

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

if she’s the one you

she has a grand

want is for you

halfway on

look at Molly, while Morrison’s face twisted

utter distaste. “You can leave now if you’re just here to rile

wondered if they were deliberately trying to make his life more

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