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

Rose and

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

with clear intent.

raised an eyebrow as Morrison climbed into the hospital

glance. They promptly began

container, watched from where

you have some new

Rose, still standing there, and said,

for?”

settled on the sofa,

looked back at the doctor and

loss. “We

on,’ they

did you get these

Morrison said

took a bite of

like to go for

fine, no need

Molly, a little embarrassed. Molly,

and then nodded,

could he still

his life with a broken arm or

activities.

muffin. She’s trying to

happened yesterday had nothing

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

with a word of advice,

you should abstain from any

fully recovered. It

choked on her muffin at these words. “Cough. cough,

quickly took a few sips

at the doctor who just

more careful. You don’t look well

certain activities. It would

an accident

complexion turned even more sour. An accident

of accident?!

his temper, the doctor chuckled and

of medical staff away with

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

the private matters of her son

was inevitably uncomfortable

fell into an awkward silence.

her muffin.

break the tension, Molly finally spoke up.

wounds?”

Rose. “Her fault,

“Really? Complaining

mother?”

“It’s the truth”

having a wife is so much trouble, I,

cannot tolerate it. Divorce her. I can’t

drama. Once divorced, you go your separate ways,

whomever she wants.”

of a

frowned. “I thought

spoke with a maternal certainty that brooked no argument. “But you’re

fell right from

amount of fondness can

been talkin’—we just want you to be

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

if she’s the one you want, then

has a

want is for you to be happy, and we’re willing

halfway

her head to look at Molly, while Morrison’s face

“You can leave now if

deliberately trying to

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