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.”

school that

flaunt herself in front of him. Once Morrison got

to weasel her way into

other woman.”

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

about her title? Everyone knows

just a joke.”

I’d have the baby aborted and be out of here in a

couldn’t stand the shame.”

the dim corridor, Morrison stood rigid, his

foreboding than ever.

figure emerging from the shadows into the bright

of the banquet hall.

and rose to greet him

“Morrison, happy birthday!”

“Happy birthday!”

“Get out.”

their carefully made-up faces suddenly

what did you

your classmates, and we used to

with…”

narrowed as he stepped closer, his aura

them. “Rose is my wife. Whatever you

gossip or judge. This is the last time I’ll

roar sent the women scrambling, their demeanour crumbling as they

tears streaking

guards at the door, alerted

“What… what happened?”

out!” Morrison

women scurried away, humiliated and

before following them out.

stood by Morrison, watching his fury. Megan

with time, but you’ve just

spotlight. Do you think their

you think they’re the only ones mocking her?

any idea of the nastier things

so foolish and let things escalate,

be angry, Morrison? All of

yourself, how did Rose end up

resorted to

you

break

voice was filled with emotion, her

with force.

with conflicting emotions.

had surrounded their marriage.

him… Yet, that was

alie.

consequences of her

to

women, but others, even

“Emotional abuse…

child doomed to grow up without

rising to

Mrs. Witt is just

it were me, I’d get rid of the baby without a

guitar strings, his

throbbing pain.

foolish charade, you might as well just

Let her go, for heaven’s

lives.” Megan’s voice quivered

endure in silence from the

worry and fear. She was anxious

she also feared the

and give up

him. The baby is my only link

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

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