The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1824

Chapter 1824

Rose remained silent as Morrison casually wiped himself with a tissue from the bedside table before rising to sift through the closet for a fresh set of clothes.

Crisp shirt, wool sweater, and a neatly tailored suit — everything was meticulous.

Rose watched from the bed as he dressed, chuckling slightly before her eyes slowly shut.

After Morrison closed the wardrobe, the room fell silent for a moment, followed by the sound of the room door opening and closing again.

Rose's eyes fluttered open, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Seconds later, she attempted to rise for a shower, but before she could even throw back the covers, the door burst open.

Turning her head, she saw Morrison re-enter the room. Their eyes met, Rose breaking the gaze first. "Why'd you come back?"

Stepping closer, Morrison grunted an acknowledgment. "Forgot something."

He walked over to the nightstand, pulling out a box from the drawer and shamelessly transferring its contents—bags of something—into his pockets.

Rose bit her lip hard, averting her gaze as her hands trembled slightly. Then she heard footsteps approach, and before she could react, she was scooped up from the bed.

Startled, she looked up to find Morrison setting her down at the edge of the bed. "What are you doing?"

Morrison remained silent, turning around without a word, followed by a series of movements.

Moments later, Rose was dressed in an oversized knit sweater, a baggy coat, and loose trousers, all belonging to Morrison, who then carried her out the door.

Her brow furrowed, and she asked again, “What are you doing?"

"You're a handful, always running off. Can't have you disappearing on me again.” Morrison spoke bluntly, wrapping her more tightly in his coat before placing her in the car.

It wasn't until Morrison himself got in that Rose spoke in a cold tone, "Why are you dragging me along to see Mona?"

He glanced at her, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he started the car.

"To make sure you don't bolt."

Rose fell silent.

Sensing her mood turn sour, Morrison added, “Something felt off when I left.

Seeing you just now proves that I was right. You're a real puzzle, and to prevent any wild thoughts and the hassle that follows, I figured it's best to bring you along—cut off any lingering hopes."

Rose furrowed her brow, cut off what hopes? Knowing that Mona was important enough to make Morrison leave her side at any moment was enough for Rose to give up any remaining expectations.

Why making another painful incision in her heart?

“There's nothing left to cut,” she muttered dismissively, but then realized going to the hospital might be an opportunity to check on Winston.

Half an hour later, Morrison carried Rose straight into the hospital.

“I'll can walk. Put me down: He glanced at her and finally set her down in the elevator, but he kept hold of her hand. Even as they reached Mona's hospital room, he showed no intention of letting go.

Rose looked at him with confusion. "What are you trying to do?"

“Isn't the answer obvious?"

Rose's expression hardened. "! don't want to see her right now"

Morrison pulled her inside anyway.

Rose stopped at the inner door of the room, insisting, "I don't want to see her."

Riley emerged from the room, and greeted Morrison with a quick "Mr. Witt"

Morrison gave him a cold look. "How is she?"

"I told her you'd come. She's calmed down a bit."

After saying that, Riley glanced awkwardly at the silent Rose. "Ma’am."

Rose remained quiet.

"You two wait here” commanded Morrison as he entered Mona's room.

In the hospital room, doctors and nurses crowded around, forming a circle around the entire room. Upon seeing Morrison, they ali stepped aside.

Mona, disheveled and dazed in her hospital gown, rose from her bed and hesitantly reached out to Morrison, her tears a mixture of guilt and plea.

“Morrison! I'm sorry, I truly am. I admit I was selfish, but all I wanted was to be with you, without all those obstacles. Because... because I'm just someone with nothing, completely unworthy of you. I'm terrified of facing your family. Morrison, Do you understand? My intentions were pure, truly."

"You need to calm down." Morrison's voice, muffled by the door, was deep and steady.

Rose clenched her jaw, her hands curled under the long sleeves, her gaze flickering as she took a step back.

The urge to flee consumed her. She knew Mona's place in Morrison's heart.

Now, with Mona humbling herself before him, how could he not be moved?

She didn't want to hear the tender words Morrison would use to comfort her.

Head lowered, she stared at the door for a few seconds before turning away.

“Ma‘am.' Riley, noticing her retreat, softly called out.

Inside the room, Morrison withdrew his hand from Mona's grasp.

Mona sobbed, shaking her head. "Morrison, Rose wants to divorce you, right?

This time, I won't run away anymore. Just stop being angry with me, and I promise to face your family bravely. I will try my hardest to get their approval.

Please..."

She was tired of wandering alone, without support or money. Her dreams and life were shrouded in darkness. She yearned for stability, and only Morrison could offer her a secure life and everything she desired. The days of having nothing were unbearable.

She was a woman with no family background, unable to live the life she wanted on her own.

“Morrison, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me: “Mona; Morrison said, his voice carrying a complex tone as he faced her.

Compared to Mona's agitation, Morrison's voice remained unnervingly calm and detached. The room fell into silence for a few seconds before Morrison spoke again, "I made myself clear the last time we talked. I got it all wrong

from the start. The person I love isn't you, and I'm certainly not leaving Rose.

You already know that.”

Mona bit her lip, a look of despair washing over her face as she stared at him. "But what about me? Morrison, have you ever thought about what your decision has turned me into?