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

biscuits, and

walked over to Rose and handed it to her.

briefly

with clear intent.

raised an eyebrow as Morrison climbed into the hospital bed

glance. They

holding the container, watched from where she

you

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

for?”

the container, and settled

back at the doctor and

“We

going on,’

frowned. “How did you get these

nothing; Morrison said

her head and took a bite of

like

said it’s fine, no need

Molly, a little embarrassed. Molly, however,

then nodded, “He’s

was really something wrong, how could he still have the strength to

It’s not like he could risk his life with a broken arm or leg

activities.

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

everything that happened yesterday had nothing to do

staff gave up on further

word of advice, “Mr. Morrison, given

from any strenuous activity. Some

left until after you’ve fully recovered.

choked on her muffin at these words.

took a

the doctor who just shrugged with a smile.

don’t look well today, and normally people

for certain activities. It would be quite embarrassing

have an accident

more sour. An accident

of accident?!

Morrison was about to lose his temper, the

medical staff

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

private

inevitably

awkward silence. Rose,

her muffin.

Molly finally spoke up. “How

wounds?”

Rose. “Her fault, he

“Really? Complaining about

mother?”

“It’s the truth”

having a wife is so much trouble,

cannot tolerate it. Divorce her. I can’t

go your separate ways, and

whomever she wants.”

image of a difficult and

frowned. “I thought you

a maternal certainty that brooked

flesh and blood, my dear boy. You fell

no amount of fondness can trump the love I

Your grandma and I, we’ve been talkin’—we just want you

don’t love Rose, then we won’t stand in your way of a divorce. And

the one you want, then go

a grand entrance into

I promise. All we want is for you to be happy, and we’re

you halfway

slowly lifted her head to look at Molly, while Morrison’s

distaste. “You can leave now if

deliberately trying

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