Heart Stolen by A Heartless Man novel Chapter 39

“Miss Porter, are you willing to marry this man beside you? Whether poor or rich…” the priest asked lovely as he looked at Rowan.

“I am willing to.” Rowan, with a blessed smile on her face, replied without hesitation.

The priest nodded and turned to ask Greyson, “Mr Morgan, are you willing to marry this woman beside you? Whether poor or rich…” the priest asked.

“I don’t want to.” Greyson looked gloomy.

What?!

Everyone was shocked, and Greyson even stood up directly from his seat.

Rowan was also incredulous, she mechanically turned her head to look at Greyson and forced a smile, “Greyson, what kind of joke are you making? This joke is not funny…”

“I said, I don’t want to.” Greyson turned his head to look at her, “The only woman I want to marry in my life is Hattie Moss, not you, Rowan.”

He remembered!

At this moment, he actually remembered!

Rowan’s face turned pale.

“I’m sorry.” Greyson nodded at her, “I’m going to find Hattie.”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

“You rebellious son! What are you going to do?! To where?!” Finnley hurriedly went over to stop him, his face full of anger.

“Father, after you did those things, how dare you ask me?” Greyson sneered, “No one is willing to hurt his own children, you did those things in the name of doing good for me and Morgan group. Hmph…get out of the way.”

He did not have the time or the mood to quarrel with Finnley here; he had no more feelings and emotions towards his father.

“How am I not doing it for your own good? If you tangle with Hattie…” Finnley said urgently.

“Then those women you had outside before have affected you running Morgan group? You had so many women, and I only have one!” Greyson scowled, “You can rest assured, I will run Morgan group properly, definitely not worse than you.”

“I originally, respected and loved you, but now, I think…there is no need.” Greyson sneered, “Dear father, maybe you have to start your retirement life early.”

Greyson finished, did not even look at him and walked bypass him to leave, but stopped when he walked in front of a reporter. The reporter immediately became nervous and straightened his body.

“Is the machine turned on? Is it a live broadcast?” Greyson asked.

The reporter subconsciously nodded his head.

Greyson looked towards the camera, with complex emotions in his eyes, “Hattie, I’m sorry, I’m coming to you now.”

After saying that, he hurriedly left.

The reporter froze and looked at him and then turned his head to look at the photographer.

Finnley turned to look at Greyson’s back in a daze but did not know what to say.

Was it always him who did it wrong?