The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1815

Chapter 1815

With a loud bang, the grand front door of the mansion swung open.

Morrison marched in, his face dark as a brewing storm.

The moment the door had burst open, Rose's words, "Try loving someone else," reignited the anger Winston's tirade had suppressed, sending his emotions into a furious explosion.

She was going to love someone else?b2 How casually she said it!

After marrying him because she was carrying his child, she thought she could just walk away and love someone else as if it were that simple?

She was the one who had wanted marriage, and now she was the one wanting a divorce.

Did she think he was a statue, without feelings or words of his own?

Everything was on her terms!

Mona's face lit up with anxious hope when she saw Morrison. She nearly burst into tears of joy, “Morrison.."

But Morrison might as well have been deaf for all the attention he paid her, not even sparing her a glance.

His expression remained dark, his gaze icy as it fixed firmly on Rose.

Rose, for her part, looked up at Morrison with a serene expression, her smile faint in the face of his brooding demeanor.

"I've done my best for Granny and Mom, helped wherever I could. You might not care, but consider it... compensation for forcing you into marriage with the baby. Whether you accept that or not doesn't matter to me..."

She paused, the curve of her lips widening slightly, "Don't worry, once I've made a decision, I never look back. So... there's no need to fear that I'll use some ploy to hurt Mona or ruin whatever you have... While it doesn't concern me what suspicions you harbor, I'd rather not be seen as a wicked woman in the eyes of others..."

"From the bottom of my heart, I do hope you find happiness. We're not enemies, are we? I'm available any time to finalize the divorce papers, and if you're in a hurry, we can even do it now..."

"Rose!"

"Rose!"

Molly and Granny were in true panic now.

Why had things escalated to this point?

Was there truly no room for maneuver?

"Granny, Mom, let it be... Some things just can't be forced...

Granny shook her head, "No, I won't accept this... My granddaughter-in-law can only be you, and if you divorce Morrison, he might as well remain a bachelor for life! No other woman shall cross the threshold of the Witt family after you!"

Mona's heart had leapt with joy at the prospect of Rose bowing out gracefully, giving her another shot with Morrison...

She had been forced to part ways with him, and leaving was her way of showing Molly and Granny her place in Morrison's heart.

If they pushed her out, Morrison would never easily forgive them.

For them to acknowledge her was merely a matter of time.

But who could have predicted that Morrison would suddenly marry Rose?

And that there was even a child between them...

Ignoring their previous warnings, she had returned, seeking any opportunity to mend what had been broken.

Morrison was intelligent; she couldn't be too obvious in her intentions.

Now, as Rose seemed ready to let go, Granny's words cut through the air, "If it's not Rose, I'd rather Morrison stay single for the rest of his life?"

What kind of joke was that?

Who was she saying this for?

How could she let the sole heir of the Witt family lead a life of solitude?

Rose's smile was tinged with bitterness and resignation, "Granny, please don't..."

Granny gripped her hand tightly, "I mean every word. It must be you, or no one... Besides, you're carrying Morrison's child. If you divorce now, what will happen to the baby once it's born?"

Rose's expression faltered, "...I've thought about the baby. You don"t need to worry. He or she will carry the Witt family bloodline, and even if Morrison and I divorce, it will remain so... We'll have an amicable separation. If you miss the baby, you can take him or her to stay with you... Just don't try to take my child away from me completely... This is our child together..."

Granny was taken aback as Rose's words finally brought tears to her eyes.

Rose had made up her mind...

She had even considered the most difficult issue of their impending divorce - the child.

Had Rose insisted on keeping the child, their separation would never be simple, for the child was a bond between them.

Yet, she had chosen the most neutral path, acknowledging the child's place in the Witt family and not objecting to their visits.

She didn't fuss over custody, only hoping to see her child grow healthy and strong...

Her concessions were so great, how could they possibly use the child to “threaten" her to stay in the Witt family, to never let her see the child at all?

What were they to do now?

It seemed that they were truly about to lose Rose.

And the one most aware of this wasn't just Granny. Everyone in the room could sense it, including Morrison, standing across from her.

She was determined...

The child's future was arranged so carefully, the compromise and concession so clear.

And all this compromise and concession were for the sole purpose of divorcing him...

The realization sent Morrison's heart into a sudden panic.

"What's this? You talk about a clean break with the divorce? Since you're so set on making us happy, have you considered how this child will affect me?"

Rose, you want a divorce to sever ties with me?

Impossible!

Rose struggled to maintain her composure, but at Morrison's words, she involuntarily trembled.

"Morrison! What are you talking about?! Have you lost your mind?!"

Granny and Molly gasped, Morrison's words making their heads throb with anger.

Morrison was visibly shaken by their shouting, his eyes flickering with a flash of something—perhaps a painful memory. When he looked into Rose's eyes, now brimming with shock and sorrow, his heart clenched. His mouth opened, but no words came out.

"I'm not..."