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.

about it, the harder she found it to resist

didn’t recall having

the sound of her laughter, Morrison looked

a mix of bewilderment and relief. “What’s so

glanced down at him, “I’m laughing at how childish

tightening his hold on her. “It’s all your

in the hospital, and you’re still giving me

a few seconds, then

you

before replying, “You might have

my back in school. I’ve heard

myself

taken aback. Back then, she

confrontational, and it infuriated

as bad, always scowling at me. You could manage

and kind with everyone else, so why was it

as cold as an

Morrison’s eyes hardened.

now, all of a sudden, you are telling me that I’m the

always loved—how am I supposed to believe

flirting with other women

carried a serious undertone. The memories of their

her mind. Many years had passed; those

However, they had

alone.

treasured memories, which always brought her

Morrison began, the atmosphere turning

rich girl, looking down

good. Dressed to the nines every single

of all the boys. Always ready to pick a fight with

face. If I actually admitted to liking you, wouldn’t I

madman?”

way his narrative

the nines? And when did I ever seduce the

scoffed, as if the memory of her in those

mirroring the way he used to look at

did you always dress up so flashy? Wasn’t there always a flock

boys trailing you whenever you showed up? You

basketball games, and half your electives were filled with

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

tampons from a guy during your

more infuriated as

unpleasant, and his

surprise, lost in the distant memories he

the mention of tampons… She did recall

come early once, and a male

and tissues in the pockets. It

from an

properly thanked

to express

for the rest, she could only recall fragments of

mostly filled with Morrison—and she certainly didn’t have the

those

in a tight

was from? How did you even

didn’t say anything

an eyebrow, her beautiful eyes narrowing

knew about it then, why didn’t you

Why are you mad about

her hands behind

looked at him. Her protruding belly was right

a sense

sure have a good memory about all these things, Morrison, when

start taking an interest