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

over to Rose and handed

his eyes briefly flicking to the sofa and coffee

with clear intent.

eyebrow as Morrison climbed into the

chilling glance. They promptly began

container, watched from

it seems you have some new

at Rose, still standing there, and said,

for?”

settled

back at the doctor and gave a

at a loss. “We need to take some detailed scans to

on,’

“How did you

Morrison said

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

had breakfast yet, would you like

said it’s fine, no

doctors looked at Molly, a little embarrassed. Molly,

nodded,

something wrong, how could he still

with a broken

activities.

the muffin. She’s

yesterday had nothing

the medical staff gave up on further

a word of advice, “Mr. Morrison, given your

you should abstain from any strenuous activity.

after you’ve fully recovered. It

nearly choked on her muffin at these

a few

the doctor who just shrugged

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

for certain activities. It would

have an

complexion turned even more sour. An accident midway? What

of accident?!

his temper, the doctor

of medical staff

bit awkward. After all, she had maintained a

the private matters

it was inevitably

awkward silence. Rose, still blushing, took another bite

her muffin.

the tension, Molly finally spoke up. “How did you get those

wounds?”

Rose. “Her fault,

Complaining about your wife to

mother?”

“It’s the truth”

wife is so much trouble,

Divorce her. I can’t afford a daughter-in-law

such drama. Once divorced, you go your

whomever she wants.”

a difficult

frowned. “I thought

certainty that

fell right from

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

and I, we’ve been talkin’—we just want

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

one you

a grand entrance into the Witt

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

halfway

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

can leave now if you’re just

they were deliberately trying to

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