The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1820

Chapter 1820

Morrison frowned, “Then why was your phone off?”

“Was it?” she said, fishing out her cellphone to check. She hadn’t turned it on since shutting it down the previous night. “Well, must’ve died. You know, I was at the hospital all day and didn’t get a chance to charge it.”

Morrison stared at her for a long moment before letting out a short, mocking laugh.

“Rose, you managed to text the caregiver but couldn’t drop me a line? You really think I’d buy that?”

Rose forced a smile and calmly poured him a bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup, “Here, this soup is really good. Try some “c2

The hospital room fell into a strange and eerie silence for a moment. Doctors, nurses, and aides all shuddered in unison, exchanging glances before tactfully making their way out of the room.

Rose kept her faint smile, seemingly oblivious to the storm brewing in Morrison.

But how could she not know? She was keenly aware of every word and expression of his. She used to care, but what did it matter now?

“Don’t want any? It’s actually quite tasty.”

Morrison felt a surge of irritation at her dismissive attitude, stepping closer and looking down at her with a daunting gaze. “You’re dodging the

Issue

Rose tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stepped back to meet his eyes, “If you’ve already got your answer, why bother making me say it

out loud?”

His jaw clenched, and he almost reflexively grabbed her wrist.

“You…” He opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words.

So she had turned off her phone on purpose. Was this some kind of game against him?

Rose glanced down at his grip on her wrist, “Looks like you’re feeling quite alright.”

Morrison narrowed his eyes, taking in her smiling face so close to his. That smile in her eyes was as cold as ice. It wasn’t the way she used to look at him.

“Rose, what are you really thinking?”

Rose pressed her lips together and gently withdrew her hand from his grasp. Tll check with the doctor about your recovery and see if you’re ready to be discharged”

As she walked away, her expression remained indifferent.

This familiar view made Morrison’s heart lurch, and he reached out, pulling her into his embrace. “Rose, what the hell are you trying to do?! Can you stop being so damn sarcastic?!” His voice was frantic, his patience worn thin.

Rather than responding to his roar, Rose’s eyes simply trembled as she looked up at him. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay. If you need to be discharged, then there’s no point in staying here.”

But Morrison wasn’t buying it, almost blurting out, “And then what?!”

“And then?” Rose replied, her voice cool as she met his heated gaze, “Then we should proceed with the divorce”

Her words sent a tremor through Morrison’s heart, and he abruptly let go of her.

After staring at her for a moment, he walked over to the bed, turning his back on her When he faced her again, his eyes were dark with anger “I’ve said it before, divorce is out of the question.”

“I

“The moment you chose to marry me, you should’ve been prepared for anything You can’t just decide to end it whenever you please. What do you take me and the Witt family for?! Rose, don’t act like you’re the victim here. Your stubbornness got you into this. It is nobody else’s aut

Morrison cut her off sharply

Rose’s hands were limp at her sides. She nodded softly after a moment of silence I understand. I’ve never blanved you to sony for tying you down Mona’s return made some things clear Well, what I said yesterday was true After all, we were married once, and we dont have any deep hatred I just want us to part on good terms. Whether I’m playing the victim of Fm volunteerily freeing you to be with Mona, it doesn’t matter if you need a reason, feel free to come up with one yourself as long as the outcome remains the same

The outcome remained the same So, she meant that any reason would do, as long as they could get divorced?

Morrison scoffed. “Cant you understand? Divorce is never going to happen in this bletime”

Rose met his gaze steadily. “Why bother, Morrison? I admit my initial decision was wrong but it’s not too late to correct it. Have you considered that by dragging this out, you’re making Mona wait? Don’t ruin three lives in one go”

“And whose fault is that?”

Rose took a deep breath, “Morrison, constantly bringing up that one mistake to shut me down, don’t you think you’re being a bit unreasonab

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“But isn’t that the truth? Since you’ve made a mistake, you have to pay for it for the rest of your life.”

As he spoke, he stripped off his shirt and threw it aside, then slid under the covers. “I don’t want to talk about this now. I’m feeling awful all over. Go call the doctor!”

Rose closed her eyes and took a deep breath before walking out of the room. Minutes later, she returned with the doctor, and the bowl of soup she had poured earlier was empty.

She couldn’t help but feel both amused and exasperated at his childishness.

The doctor came in for a check–up, and Rose didn’t bother to leave. Every time the doctor touched him, Morrison winced and groaned “ouch.” There wasn’t a single spot on him that didn’t “hurt.”

The doctor looked embarrassed, “Mr. Witt, you’re acting like your whole body is necrotizing.”

Morrison furrowed his brow, “Necrotizing? Sounds about right. So get on with the treatment.”

The doctor hesitated, “This might be a global anomaly. It needs thorough research.”

“I’ll give you time to research. I’m in no rush.”

Rose said nothing.

After the doctor left, she stood by Morrison’s bedside, watching his back, and said softly. “Morrison, can you please stop being so childish.”

“If I stop being childish, will you stay married?”

“You being childish won’t change anything,” she replied, but Morrison said no more.

Rose smoothly circumvented the foot of the bed and settled herself onto the sofa opposite him. Morrison rolled in bed, his eyes firmly shut

After a sigh, she decided not to bother him anymore. And so, the entire afternoon passed in complete silenc

between them.

At six o’clock, Rose texted the caregiver.

The caregiver knocked, and she went to open the door.

“I’ll leave him in your care now.”

Through the barely open door, Morrison’s senses perked up at Rose’s voice. He snapped his eyes open and sat up abruptly, seeing only the caregiver enter

His voice was a deep grow!, “Where is she?!”

The caregiver flinched, “The the lady just left.”

A vein throbbed on Morrison’s forehead.

“Sir”

“Get out!”

“But Mrs. Witt…”

“I said out!”

Without hesitation, the caregiver scurried out.

Once outside, the caregiver immediately called Rose, “Mrs. Witt, you should come back. Mr. Witt is… his temper, I just can’t-

Rose frowned slightly. “Well then, let it be. If he managed to send you out, he’s probably fine.”

“Alright, alright,” the caregiver quickly agreed before hanging up.

Rose, who had just reached the hospital entrance, straightened her jacket and turned to see a figure stepping out of a car in the parking lot, heading toward the light and waving at her, “Mrs. Witt.”

It was Morrison’s assistant.

Rose nodded, “Morrison can’t be bothered with a caregiver right now. Keep an eye on him”

The assistant looked puzzled but nodded, “Sure, but I doubt Mr. Witt would accept me taking care of him”

“Then call Mona. He won’t blow up at Mona”

The assistants lips twitched so what?

“She makes good bagels

Realization dawned on the assistant. “T)) let Mrs. Witt know”

Morrison said no more, and the sistant finally left the room But that trip took all afternoon. By seven the evening an impatient kon

called the

sistant

“What’s taking so long?”

Just as he spoke there was a knock on the door. The assistant then appeared breathless and carrying a bag hon a choshing retales and another from a gourmet bagel shop

Morson frowned. “I told you to go to my house”

Panting, the assistant explained. “S, I went, but no one answered the doorbell Mrs. Witt seemed not to be home”

“When did you leave my place?”

*Just after six, and I didnt see Mrs Witt’s car on the way”

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Chapter 1820

Morrison’s expression darkened, and he set aside his pride, dialing Rose’s number. After a few rings, she picked up.

“Hello?”

“Where are you right now?”

Rose hesitated, “At home.”

“Why didn’t you open the door? Someone’s been ringing the bell all afternoon. Did you not hear it?”

Silence lingered for several seconds, “Do you need something?”

Morrison pursed his lips, a knot forming in his brow. “I was just checking to see if you were alright.”

“Thanks for the concern, I’m fine. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to hang up now. I’ve got a project proposal to review

“Woof.”

“Hush, little Moon, don’t chew on the couch. Come here, it’s time for your milk.”

Rose’s attention seemed entirely captured by little Moon. Talking to the pup, she simultaneously ended the call

As the dial tone buzzed in his ear, Morrison’s frown deepened. She actually hung up on him?!

They had barely interacted for days, and now, after avoiding him for two full days, his call was less interesting to her than a dog?

Morrison felt his anger boiling over as he threw off the covers and climbed out of bed.

“Sir, what are you about to do?” his assistant asked as Morrison changed his clothes and strode out of the hospital room with a steely expression Back at her place, Rose had just settled Moon and sat down to look through the documents when the doorbell suddenly rang. She rose to answer it, and there stood Winston, tall and statuesque, shaking a laden grocery bag in his hand.

“Nothing beats a hot stew in the winter.”

Rose stepped aside to let him in.

Winston continued. “These veggies have come straight from the local farmers‘ market – all organic and pesticide–free.”

Rose smiled, “That’s perfect, I’ve been craving a good stew

Winston raised an eyebrow, “Congrats on the new place.”

“Thanks”