The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1829

“I can’t stand the thought of losing sight of you. It’s strange, but right now I want

to be with you every single moment. Sweetheart, just be good. Stop giving me a

hard time.” Morrison held her tightly, each word punctuated with a kiss that he

pressed upon her over and over again.

Rose ducked her head, trying to dodge the constant barrage of kisses that he

lavished upon her without warning. Yet her heart fluttered uncontrollably

because of the words he whispered so close to her ear.

That pleading tone, mixed with a seductive coaxing, didn’t seem like something

Morrison would ever utter.

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But she was certain that it was definitely him.

Morrison had been acting out of character for the past few days, but considering

her past interactions with him, it didn’t seem so unusual after all.

After all, she believed that during their school days, he often clashed with her,

and considering their many years of conflict, his sudden change in demeanor

seemed to reveal his true nature.

She thought that she knew a little bit about his subtle and dark quirks. Still, this

felt like a complete turnaround.

She never thought that one day he would truly act like a brat, being

unreasonable and domineering one moment, only to transform into this clingy

person the next. He was like a stubborn child, who wouldnt let her leave when

he caught her.

Compared to his handsome and aloof exterior, their situation was completely out

of the norm.

Her lips were taken captive by his. He was holding her so tightly she couldn’t

struggle, and she could only lift her chin, being completely trapped by him.

She was eventually pushed back onto the hospital bed again. Considering the

baby in her belly, she placed both hands behind her to support her body, not

letting herself sink too deeply into the bed.

“That’s enough…” In the end, Rose whimpered and turned her head away,

avoiding Morrison’s kiss. Her face was flushed and her ears were red.

Morrison did not continue to kiss her either, but chose to hold her firmly in his

arms instead. Despite the awkward position, he held on to her, clearly intending

not to let her have the slightest chance of leaving. He was acting just like a child

on his first day of kindergarten, clinging to his mother’s leg, refusing to let her

go.

she thought about it, the harder she found it to resist laughing

She certainly didn’t recall having such a giant

the sound of her laughter, Morrison looked up, his dark

a mix of bewilderment and

down at him, “I’m laughing at how

frowned, tightening his hold on her. “It’s all your fault. Here I

in the hospital, and you’re still giving me

then said, “Morrison, did I

you

before replying, “You might have mentioned

behind my back

things about myself too many

she only

so confrontational,

just as bad, always scowling at me. You could manage to

everyone else, so why was it that with

cold as an ice

Morrison’s eyes hardened.

pressed on, “And now, all of a sudden, you are telling me that

always loved—how am I supposed to believe that? Is that how

By flirting with other

undertone. The memories of their school

in her mind. Many years had passed;

However, they had always

alone.

memories, which always brought her joy

then…” Morrison began, the atmosphere turning heavy with

were the defiant rich girl, looking down

good. Dressed to the nines every single day, drawing

Always ready to pick a

face. If I actually admitted

madman?”

her lip, frustrated by the way his narrative twisted

dressed to the nines? And when did I ever seduce

her in those days was vivid in

he used to

always dress up so flashy? Wasn’t

you showed up? You always

the basketball games, and half your electives were filled

weekend, a crowd waited to ask you out, and—don’t tell me

tampons from a

more and more infuriated as

and his voice

lost in the distant memories

tampons… She did recall such

once, and a male

small pack of tampons and tissues in

an

she realized she never properly thanked him. But she was

to express her gratitude

could only recall fragments of those days.

with Morrison—and she certainly didn’t

those scattered

and I was in a tight spot. I was grateful for

it was from? How did you even

didn’t say

eyebrow, her beautiful eyes narrowing

it then, why didn’t you help

I appreciated it. Why are

with her hands behind

him. Her protruding belly was right in front of Morrison, and

a sense

a good memory about all these things, Morrison, when

taking an