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

briefly flicking to

with clear intent.

climbed

staff a chilling glance. They promptly began

the container, watched from where

seems you have some

looked at Rose, still standing there,

for?”

and settled on

back at the doctor and

staff were at a loss. “We need to

on,’ they

did you get these new

nothing; Morrison said

lowered her head and took a bite

yet, would you like to go for a check-up

fine, no need for

looked at Molly, a little embarrassed. Molly, however,

then nodded,

wrong, how could he

life with a

activities.

muffin. She’s trying to be completely transparent,

that happened yesterday had

gave up on further examinations. Instead, one

a word of

any strenuous activity. Some

after you’ve fully recovered. It

choked on her muffin at these

quickly took a few sips of

glaring at the doctor

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

It would be quite embarrassing if

an

even more sour. An accident midway?

of accident?!

about to lose his temper, the

staff away

a bit awkward. After all, she

her life. Hearing about the private matters of

inevitably uncomfortable

silence. Rose, still blushing, took

her muffin.

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

wounds?”

at Rose. “Her

met Molly’s gaze. “Really? Complaining

mother?”

“It’s the truth”

having a wife is so much trouble, I,

it. Divorce her. I

such drama. Once divorced, you go your separate ways,

whomever she wants.”

a difficult and

frowned. “I thought

with a maternal certainty that

my dear boy. You fell right

no amount of fondness can trump the

talkin’—we just want you

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

one

has a grand entrance into the

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

halfway

look at Molly, while Morrison’s face twisted into

“You can leave now if

were deliberately trying to make his

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