The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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?”

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“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.”

was obvious back in school that Morrison couldn’t stand her. But

to flaunt herself in front of him.

trying to weasel her way into his life, aiming to

other woman.”

she’s succeeded, hasn’t she? She’s the acknowledged Mrs.

anyone here, who cares about her

just a joke.”

baby aborted and be out

couldn’t stand the shame.”

Morrison stood rigid, his

foreboding than ever.

figure emerging from the shadows

of the banquet hall.

women spotted him and rose to greet

“Morrison, happy birthday!”

“Happy birthday!”

“Get out.”

women’s smiles froze, their carefully

what

We’re your

with…”

stepped closer, his aura of menace

them. “Rose is my wife. Whatever you think of her,

or judge. This is the last time I’ll

scrambling, their demeanour crumbling as

streaking

the door,

“What… what happened?”

them out!” Morrison ordered,

and crying, while the guards

before following them out.

and Molly stood by Morrison,

but you’ve just fanned

you think their

the only ones mocking her? With the help of the Internet,

idea of the

and

do you have to be angry, Morrison? All

Rose end up pregnant? Do you

as her resorted to marrying you through

you understand at all? Why do you keep hurting her

heart break before it’s

filled with emotion, her

with force.

with conflicting emotions. He

had surrounded their marriage.

that

alie.

blamed her for the consequences of

fallout to

even across the internet were

“Emotional abuse…

child doomed to grow up without a

other woman rising

knows that Mrs. Witt is just a running joke

I’d get rid of the baby without a second thought and skip

snapped guitar strings, his

throbbing pain.

foolish charade, you might

be done with it. Let her go, for heaven’s sake,

voice quivered with

in silence from the day they married, her heart

fear. She was anxious

also feared the day Rose would

give up on

I married Morrison because I love him. The baby is my only link to

This is my one shot in life,