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.”

in school that Morrison couldn’t stand her. But she

flaunt herself in front of

her way

other woman.”

she?

who cares about her title?

just a joke.”

baby aborted and be out of

couldn’t stand the shame.”

corridor, Morrison stood rigid, his expression darker and

foreboding than ever.

forward, his tall figure emerging from the shadows into the bright

of the banquet hall.

women spotted him and rose to

“Morrison, happy birthday!”

“Happy birthday!”

“Get out.”

women’s smiles froze, their carefully made-up faces

what… what did you

forget us? We’re your

with…”

he stepped

them. “Rose is my wife. Whatever you think of her, it’s not

or judge. This is the last time I’ll

women scrambling, their

tears streaking their

guards at the door,

“What… what happened?”

them out!” Morrison

women scurried away, humiliated and crying, while

before following them out.

by Morrison, watching his fury. Megan

but

think their words are all

you think they’re the only ones mocking her? With the

any idea of the

foolish and let things escalate,

to be angry, Morrison? All of

yourself, how did Rose end up pregnant?

to marrying you through

you keep

break before

with emotion, her grip on her walking stick

with force.

with conflicting emotions. He

had surrounded their marriage.

to marry him… Yet, that was

alie.

for the consequences of her actions, but he hadn’t

fallout to be

others, even across the

“Emotional abuse…

child doomed to grow

rising

Witt is just a running joke

I’d get rid of the baby without

guitar strings,

throbbing pain.

with this foolish charade, you might as well

her go, for heaven’s sake, and

lives.” Megan’s voice quivered with a

silence from the day

and fear. She was anxious for

And she also feared the day Rose would lose

and give up on

Morrison because I love him.

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