Chapter 1830

Morrison jerked his head up to meet his gaze, then glanced at his phone.

“Your timing is impeccable.”

Riley flashed a goofy grin, “Congrats, Mr. Witt.”

Morrison arched an eyebrow, “Congrats on what?”

With a blink, Riley chirped, “Congratulations on clearing up the

misunderstanding with your wife. I am sure the two of you will live happily ever

after’

How could that be! Lookat her, did she look like she loved him?

Enter title…

She must’ve taken him for granted the moment she had him. He put his heart on

the line, and she just did not treasure him.

The more he stewed, the more aggrieved and angry he felt, giving Riley a frosty

look as he said coldly, “You know what day is December 22nd?”

Riley paused for a beat before quickly replying with a smile, “Of course, it is your

birthday.”

The boss’ big day? He had to know it — it was critical.

He thought his quick response would showcase his loyalty and maybe earn him

some praise, but instead of commendations, Morrison’s expression became

increasingly unpleasant.

“That damn woman, even my assistant knows, yet she doesn’t. Hmph, figures.

It’s not the first time she’s stood me up. Love, huh? Doesn’t even know my

birthday. Liar…”

Riley was flabbergasted. What on earth was going on? Had Mr. Witt been

turned daft from his hospital stay?

All this nagging and fussing, wasn’t it just like a disgruntled woman?

The handsome man looked so ridiculous, sitting alone on the hospital bed, but

Riley dared not ask; he just stared, dumbfounded.

Morrison kept mumbling away, his face turning sourer by the minute, until he

suddenly spoke up with a heavy tone, “Arrange it. On December 22nd, I want a

birthday bash!”

Riley grimaced, mouth twisting as his features scrunched together in barely

concealed chuckle. What was a man pushing thirty doing, throwing himself a

birthday party?

“Spread the word! Nothing too elaborate. Just a quick trend on social media

oughta do”

speechless. A social media trend, and he called that not

with Mr. Witt.

the hospital. A perfectly normal person,

a drastic change in

really worth looking into.

“Did you get that?”

shiver, and he quickly replied, “Yes,

it.”

that, he turned to leave, reaching the

“Wait a second”

halted in an instant. Turning around, he asked,

else, Mr. Witt?”

the bed, his

about Rose and

felt off right from the

night, it had just been him and Rose; no third party could’ve known

outsider like Riley find out

affections?

flickered,

“When?” He better not have been eavesdropping

of the night.

innocently explained, “Last night, while you were in Mona’s

Morrison’s frown deepened.

door when you talked with Mona.

quite clearly. You and Mrs. Witt haven’t

head snapped up, his eyes narrowing, “What are

Riley: “Huh?”

were outside Mona’s room

overheard our conversation?”

ask us to wait at the door? We didn’t mean

overhear.

“When

face twisted awkwardly, unsure how to respond, and said

before leaving, just a minute or two before you

fell silent, standing still, his gaze introspective. After a long moment,

cold laugh, a clenched-teeth whisper

playing me

Witt like this was downright scary. What on

wrong between these two?

Mr. Witt’s

on the

clue, and only one thought crossed

hell’s all

“Anything else?”

just remember the birthday

“Will do.”

stepped out, the

face tight and lips pressed in

his ears, a clear sign

Damn it!

his burning ears, sat on the bed, and

word Rose said to him last night

his own mother, who came the next day to trick him

women were completely outrageous.

played him like a fiddle. And he had played along

completely taken for a

lifted his head from his hands, his brow furrowed in thought.

know his birthday, or was it all an act? It all came

on that

to settle this score once

acted swiftly, and the address for the birthday banquet was

it became a trending

was indeed pretty

seemed to drop from the sky, awkwardly

if he was the formidable head of the Witt family in R

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