The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1797

Morrison licked his lips, confirming his suspicion. It was indeed a boy.

The nurse by his side chuckled, "Seems like the little one has changed his position. Last time he was cradling his tiny head with both hands. Judging by his move this time, he might grow up to be a very energetic child."

Rose turned her head to watch the screen, her face unintentionally softened with a fondness and tenderness she herself had not noticed.

The ultrasound technician always wore a gentle and kind smile, "An energetic child is good, but that also means he'll be a handful, especially if he's smart. You two might have your hands full when he's a toddler."

Rose's face brightened even more at the thought, "A smart child would only want to make us happy. He wouldn't cause any trouble."

Because he would be smart enough to know his boundaries.d2

The doctor chuckled, "You do have a point."

Morrison's gaze fell onto Rose's glowing face, an inexplicable emotion slowly swelling in his heart.

At this point, the doctor seemed to activate something, and the "thump-thump-thump" sound of a heartbeat clearly reached everyone present in the room.

"Listen to this little one's heartbeat, so strong." As she said, she glanced at Morrison who seemed to wear a look of curiosity and surprise on his usually stoic face.

Rose had heard this sound before. It was the sound of life. Her child was currently nestled comfortably within her.

The doctor moved the probe around, examining the baby from different angles before finally withdrawing it, and began to wipe it down with a tissue.

Rose slowly got up from the bed; wearing only her undergarments, she had no mind to care about Morrison's presence. She took the tissue handed to her by the nurse and began to wipe off the gel on her belly.

"Doctor, the baby is healthy, right?"

"Hmm?" The doctor placed the probe back in its place, pressed a button to print the ultrasound images and turned to look at Rose with a puzzled expression.

"The baby's position is normal, and his development is also normal. He's just a bit small. You haven't been gaining much weight this month, have you?"

Rose nodded slightly, "Not quite."

"Eat more when you go back."

"Okay."

Rose felt a bit relieved, but she knew she still had to wait for Dr. Danny's final check-up report before she could completely relax. As she left to get dressed, Morrison followed her out, his expression fluctuating unpredictably.

Rose put on her clothes, and didn't hear a word from him. "What's wrong?" Why did he seem like a completely different person after just one ultrasound?

Morrison glanced at her and said slowly, "Indeed, it's a boy."

Rose: "We found out a while ago."

Morrison, with his hands in his pockets, stared at Rose for a long moment before he softly said, "I think I would have preferred a daughter."

Rose felt a lump in her throat. He didn't like sons?

"Why?"

Morrison furrowed his brows, looking particularly disgruntled, "He's a bit ugly."

Rose was taken aback. His reason for not liking their son was because he thought he was ugly?

"Ha..."

The nurse who was exiting the room heard Morrison's comment and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Everyone knew Mr. Morrison was usually cold and indifferent, not one for jokes or laughter, and his actions were notoriously ruthless and devoid of empathy. But now, he was making such a funny remark?

He was probably the first person she had ever met who would say that his own son was ugly.

Rose was also speechless for a moment. She didn't find Morrison's comment amusing at all; the only thought in her mind was that Morrison thought their son was ugly, and he didn't like him.

Sensing that Rose's mood seemed off, the nurse grabbed the printed ultrasound images and walked over.

"Mrs. Morris, Mr. Morrison is subtly complimenting your beauty."

Rose looked at her, puzzled.

"Daughters usually take after their mothers, and Mr. Morrison thinks a daughter would be beautiful because she would look like you. Isn't that right, Mr. Morrison?"

Rose looked up at Morrison, with a hopeful gaze. Morrison was complimenting her beauty? The nurse's words actually made a lot of sense.

Feeling Rose's gaze on him, Morrison moved his lips slightly, his eyes flashing with a hint of discomfort. He forced a smile and said, "What are you looking at? Can't a daughter take after me? Can't she be beautiful if she looks like me?"

Rose blinked, noticing his slight embarrassment, and couldn't help but smile. "But usually, sons take after their fathers, and they often look so alike, it's as if they were carved from the same mold. I think our son looks a lot like you."

Morrison frowned, and gave her a look. He took the ultrasound images from the nurse, glanced at it again, and then with a look of distaste, held the image up next to his ear. "Open your eyes and look carefully. Could I be this ugly?"

He compared his own face to the ultrasound image.

Rose widened her eyes, her gaze shifting between Morrison's face and the ultrasound image, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The nurse beside her also couldn't contain her laughter. This was truly the first time she had ever seen someone compare their own face with a four-month-old fetus's ultrasound image, to see who was uglier or prettier. It was simply too amusing.

Morrison seemed to realize how childish his actions were, and his face turned stern. Then he handed the ultrasound image to Rose and walked out of the check-up room.

Rose quickly took the image and straightened it out for a better look. The little one's four limbs were clearly visible on the image. His arm was covering his face, only half of it visible. His facial features seemed clearer than they were last month. Looking at the half-closed eyes on the image, it looked like he would have big eyes.

She really felt that, whether it was his face shape or his vague features, she could see Morrison in him. He would definitely grow up to look like Morrison. That way, even in the future, she could satisfy her longing by looking at her son's face.

It was an outcome she didn't want to face.

With a light sigh, she walked out, holding the ultrasound image.

In the head office, Danny was reporting to Chloe about the day's events.

Typing, WhatsApp.

[Morrison came with your friend for the check-up today.]

[He's one jealous guy.]

[He sticks to his wife too closely, fearing that other men might hit on her.]

Of course, at this moment, Chloe was still sound asleep in her husband's arms.

Knowing that he wouldn't get a response, he set his phone aside after sending the message. "Hmm, checking on one’s phone on duty doesn't make for a good doctor."

After some self-reflection, he slumped back in his chair, staring at the ceiling and the sterile white walls. "This is so boring."

Obstetrics and Gynecology was truly a place where life was wasted.

With the advancement of medical equipment and knowledge, all that was left here were prenatal check-ups and childbirth. He had encountered all sorts of situations. Although a doctor as lax as him was absolutely unacceptable, his superior medical skills were to blame for his boredom.

After sighing for who knew how many times, he picked up the pen on his table and began doodling aimlessly out of boredom.

He was so bored that he had agreed to help Chloe take care of her best friend. Indeed, messing with Morrison was much more interesting than usual.

Thinking of the awkward expression on that awkward man's face, Danny couldn't help but chuckle.