Chapter 1834

“But every villain meets their match, right? Everyone knows Morrison’s heart

belonged to Mona. So what if she’s pregnant? Morrison still doesn’t give her the

time of day. She thought she was so smart and proud. Look at her now, trying to

get the man with a baby. She got what she wanted, but at what cost? She’s

made her own bed, but it’s the kid I feel sorry for. That child doomed to grow up

without a father’s love.”

“Pfft. Now that you mention it. Hey, why hasn’t Mona shown up yet?”

“What? Is Mona coming?”

Enter title…

“Yeah, she’s in R City. Just got back recently. She was in a car crash and ended

up in the same hospital as Morrison, right over his birthday. How could she not

show up?”

“True. She’s probably just running late.”

Meanwhile, Mona was just about to leave her rented flat when a stranger

blocked her path. “Excuse me, are you Ms. Mona?”

She was startled, eyeing him warily. “Who… who are you?”

“It seems I’ve found the right person.” The man tipped his hat in a gentlemanly

gesture, “Please come with me.”

Mona took a step back, “Who are you, and why would I go anywhere with you?”

He looked sharp in his suit, not much older than her, and not the sort to mean

her harm. His demeanor was polite, but no matter what, she wouldn’t just

wander off with a stranger.

The young man looked surprised, “Aren’t you here for Mr. Witt’s birthday party?”

Mona paused, “You are…?”

“lL was sent to deliver a gown to you and escort you to the stylist. Didn’t you get

the message?”

After a few seconds, her eyes lit up with realization, “Did Morrison send you?”

The man didn’t respond, just offered a slight smile and stepped aside to let her

pass, “Please, Ms. Mona. The car’s this way.”

Mona smiled back and let her guard down, heading towards the vehicle. She

couldn’t think of anyone but Morrison who would go to such lengths.

At Morrison’s birthday party, a group of women continued gossiping.

“Just think about it, Rose’s psychological resilience is impressive. If it were me, I

wouldn’t be able to endure being subjected to emotional abuse from my

husband while pregnant and still refusing to divorce.”

that Morrison

front of him. Once

to weasel her way into his life,

other woman.”

succeeded, hasn’t she? She’s

who cares about her title? Everyone knows

just a joke.”

baby aborted and be

couldn’t stand the shame.”

dim corridor, Morrison stood

foreboding than ever.

moved forward, his tall figure emerging

of the banquet hall.

and rose

“Morrison, happy birthday!”

“Happy birthday!”

“Get out.”

their carefully

what… what

you forget us? We’re your classmates, and we used

with…”

stepped

“Rose is my wife. Whatever you think of

or judge. This is the last time

sent the women scrambling,

streaking

guards at the door, alerted

“What… what happened?”

Morrison ordered,

away, humiliated and crying, while the

before following them out.

Morrison, watching his fury.

should’ve settled with time, but

the spotlight. Do you think their words are

the only ones mocking her? With the help

of the nastier

so foolish and let things escalate, none

be angry, Morrison?

end up pregnant? Do you

her resorted to marrying you through these

understand at all? Why do you keep

Rose’s heart break before it’s

with emotion, her

with force.

with conflicting emotions.

had surrounded their marriage.

a child to marry him… Yet, that was how

alie.

her for the consequences of her actions, but

to be

others, even across

“Emotional abuse…

doomed to grow up without a father’s

other woman rising

that Mrs. Witt is just a running joke in

I’d get rid of the baby

like snapped guitar strings, his

throbbing pain.

keep on with this foolish charade, you might as well just

it. Let her go,

lives.” Megan’s voice quivered with a weepy

in silence from the

worry and fear. She was anxious for Morrison to

better. And she also feared the day Rose

give up on

because I love him. The baby is my only link

I’m aware of what I’m facing ahead. This is my one shot

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