The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1813

Molly cracked a wry smile, “Morrison? He’s never been in love with you.”

Mona paused for a few seconds before a strained laugh escaped her lips.

“So what you’re saying is Morrison was just toying with my feelings all those years? A heartbreaker, is that what you’re labeling him as? That’s your take on your own son?”

Molly kept her tone even, “Not a heartbreaker, Mona. Morrison’s just a clueless fool when it comes to love.”

Mona was speechless.

“He doesn’t even know who he likes or loves. How is he not a fool? It pains me to say this about my own son, but it's the truth.”d2

Mona bit her lip harder, her frustration mounting, “Who he loves or doesn’t is for him alone to know. And even if it’s not me, it certainly doesn’t have to be Rose… If it weren’t for your elitist attitudes, why push me away and accept her?”

“After all those years you spent studying side by side, dating him, are you really telling me you don’t know who’s in his heart?”

A flicker of evasion crossed Mona’s gaze.

“Morrison has always been good to me. I never noticed him treating any other girl differently!”

Molly exhaled deeply, “Look, since you’ve come uninvited today, let’s have a heart-to-heart. To be honest, Mona, you come off as this pure and sweet girl, and people are drawn to that. But a regular student like you managing to stay by Morrison’s side for years, even causing him to rebel against his family, it just goes to show that you’re not as simple-minded as you appear.”

“I’m not looking down on you. The Witts aren’t trying to force Morrison into a match that’s just about social standing. You think I was oblivious to his high school romance? Far from it. I’ve been watching you two for a long time... especially you.”

“You’re not as kind and innocent as you seem, Mona…”

Mona’s eyes flickered; her expression darkened.

“Morrison, with his Witt family background, what does he lack? What does he covet? Should I remind you of the series of thefts among the heiresses at your school around his birthday?”

Her cheeks flushed, and she shrank back, her eyes darting away.

“And that birthday party where you suddenly changed the location, causing Rose to miss celebrating with Morrison – do you dare deny it?”

“There’s so much more I could bring up, but I’ll spare the details. You know what you’ve done. It’s one thing for Morrison to date you, quite another for you to marry into the Witts with ulterior motives.”

“But I must thank you. Your scheming against Rose only made it clearer who Morrison truly cares for.”

Mona stood there, her face burning with embarrassment.

“I kept your secrets, not wanting to ruin your life or let everyone see Morrison’s poor judgment, binding himself to someone like you for years. Even when he fought with us, I left you with your dignity. And now you accuse us of looking down on you?”

“Ask yourself, even if Morrison had no feelings for Rose, do you really deserve to be with him? How will you face him and us in the future?”

Molly’s revelations left Mona reeling, her darkest secrets laid bare without warning, overwhelming her with a sense of injustice.

Tears welled in her eyes, but her voice was defiant, “It was all because I loved Morrison! My family might be average, but that shouldn’t be a barrier between us! And it shouldn’t give Rose an advantage to win him over! You don’t understand; I’ve been trying to bridge the gap between us…”

“That’s why I can’t approve of you and Morrison. Why do you think he chose you? Because you weren’t like those other rich girls. The very gap you tried to bridge was your biggest advantage.”

Molly maintained her composure, “Gifts can’t cover the differences between you two. Does Morrison care for such material things? That’s not how gaps are bridged. You see Rose as some arrogant heiress, but she worked part-time to save up for Morrison’s birthday gift with her own money…”

“Compare yourself. Who would an observer prefer? Mona, you can be poor in wealth, but not in spirit.”

The room fell silent as Mona wiped the tears from her face, “It’s easy for those who’ve never worried about money to preach. I regret those things I did, but my actions don’t define who I am…”

Molly looked at her steadily before saying, “In all the years you were with Morrison, he never laid a hand on you, did he?”

Mona was taken aback.

“If he had, I’m sure you would’ve done anything to bear his child, to silence us all. Even if it was a facade, you never took that most direct path… because Morrison never gave you the chance.

If a man truly likes a woman, he can’t always control himself. He’ll find every excuse to be close to her, to have her completely. If he truly liked you, he would’ve given you plenty of chances, but he didn’t…”

Mona’s face was a mask of unbearable shame.

A metallic taste filled her mouth.

Standing there, she felt exposed, stripped bare, with no right to resist.

The shame was unbearable.

She had been accused of breaking up with Morrison, now looking back, their past seemed like a farce to them, just a joke.

Seeing that she had stopped defending herself, Molly took a deep breath. "It wasn't because we were heartless when we made you leave. On the contrary, we wanted you to cover up your past and start anew. We never expected your gratitude, just hoped that you and Morrison would live your lives well, separately. You shouldn't be here, and you certainly shouldn't cling to any hope for Morrison.

Besides, Morrison now, he doesn't have room for you, not in his eyes, nor his heart. I hope you can take care of yourself."

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Outside the villa, Rose hugged her down jacket tighter, taking a deep breath of the chilly air.

The frosty breath seemed to clear her head a little.

Had she really been wrong?

All those years of persistence, of stubbornness.

She had always believed that sincerity and effort would win in the end if she just never gave up.

The recent peaceful days had given her the illusion she was on the right track, making her heady with hope.

But the more she felt this, the more she realized how truly she loved Morrison.

Morrison was grumpy, had a sharp tongue, and a quick temper.

Yet, none of these flaws diminished her love for him.