The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1812

The door creaked open, and all eyes turned to the source of the unexpected knock

“Excuse me, is this Mr Morrison’s residence? A woman’s voice floated in tentatively

Amid the hush of the room, the woman at the threshold hesitated, her gaze finally settling on the cluster of people inside. She seemed taken aback by the crowd, her eyes betraying a flicker of surprise

Мола

At the sight of Mona, a chill swept through Roses heart, colder than anything she’d felt before. Even with the recent vows they had exchanged, Morrisons indifference toward her had never stung as sharply as it did now c2

Of all the times, of all the places, Mona should not have appeared here, in the home she shared with Morrison

Momson’s brow furrowed at the sight of Mona His tone though still strained was noticeably softer than before

“What brings you here?” he asked his voice laced with a hint of restraint

Caught in an awkward moment, Mona stepped inside, hesitating Theard you were ill and hospitalized last night, and when I went to the hospital today, they said you had been discharged. So I came to see how you were doing I was worried.

Rose stood firm, refusing to show weakness before Mona. Her pride wouldn’t allow it. She might accept defeat in her private moments, but she would never let Mona see

her crumble

How did Mona know where she and Momson lived? Unless Monson had told her But why would he? They had never discussed their home address in such detail

Trying to keep her composure, Rose closed her eyes briefly convincing herself that Momson had no reason to share such information with Mona Winston, who’d been quietly observing let out a derisive snort, pulling Rose back to the painful reality.

All her anger at Momson, all her feelings for him seemed to wither in that instant. What was she holding on to?

Mona had a stronghold in Momson’s heart–Rose knew that She had told herself to try, to persist, to love Manson more openly, believing that her earnest affections would eventually yield even the smallest of reciprocations.

For a moment, she had thought they were on the right track. Living under the same roof, they could be like any other couple–a world of their own, intimate and unguarded.

But then Morrison had casually insinuated something unspeakable between her and Winston. How could she not care? How could she not feel reduced to nothing?

Would he have said such things if Mona were in her place? Rose doubted it

She took a deep breath and, as she exhaled her eyes met Morrisons–empty, devoid of sorrow, joy, or anger, and yet brimming with indescribable emotions

As she opened her mouth to speak, Winston’s hand found hers “You need to calm down Come with me”

Confused, she looked at him, but Winston was already guiding her towards the door

Morrison’s eyes darkened, his hand reaching out for Rose, but Winston intercepted.

“Once you ve sorted out your issues, we can talk about Rose Winston said pointedly “Remember what I said earlier. it’s important”

If Momson hurt her if she regretted her choices, Winston would be the first to take her away

possessiveness wouldn’t allow Winston to just whisk Rose away. “You want to leave? Fine,

Winston please take Rose out

concern Winston’s words had stirred in her, Mrs. Morrison preferred that Rose find solace with him if

was the only option. No one should settle for

left Rose as he spoke her name–a stern warning in just

consequences

to an unwelcome guest. Her heart wasn’t big enough

a word she shrugged off Winston’s hand and said

the other woman’s womed gaze

smile Make

cared an unintended weight, hinting at a

the crisp air closing the door behind her. The sight of her retreating figure

was about to step forward and follow, but Mona suddenly spoke up. “Morrison are you okay

he was taking halted and his gaze, which

How did you

got other

a grin. “You seem to have your hands

was a matter of priorities now

was crystal clear to Megan and

two women at once did he think he had the ability to clone himself, or perhaps he

of one to hold onto another, that was

left without a

she walized they were the only sows left in the liang room, a wave of

a glance at the elderly lady standing behind Momson,

unmistakably

thundercloud, took a couple of steps forward with her cane, her

time no

her lip. “It’s been

never cross

uncomfortably, “Neither did I expect to

You should know what’s appropriate in do and where it’s appropriate to

just heard Momson was rushed to the hospital

her voice still laced with a poised gentleness that contrasted the

way here but this place is open to everyone except you specifically You are Momson’s ex–girlfriend and he is a married man now Your very presence could shatter a perfectly happy home hurting innocent people Even if there’s nothing between you two now how do you expect his current wife to feel about you being here? Moreover Mons, you have no right, no standing to worry about Momson ven if he were to

directly echoing the sentiments Megan had always held but

beet red her attempt at a rebuttal stifled by Molly’s

“Does our past relationship mean

sympathy that usually characterized her, nodding

there’s been a relationship, there can be no friendship. How many people do you know who stay friends after a breakup?”

Momson,

can exist But i can tell you with certainty, those who remain friends after parting ways are either afraid to bum bridges for their benefit

no such thing as friends after a breakup This isn’t a multiple–choice question it’s the additional factors that lead to such hypocritical outcomes”

gave Mona a dismissive glance, then slowly added, “Mona, which category do

Mona paled