The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1826

Her hands clenched suddenly, then slowly released.

The chill at her slender fingertips mirrored the trembling of her heartbeat—irrepressible and uncontrollable.

Morrison seemed to have used brute force, a stark contrast to his earlier frantic desperation.

In fact, it was as if he wanted to devour her whole.

"Damn fool, I love you."

"Every time I see you, I want to fuck you."d2

"Every damn day, I want to do those things couples do at night with you."

If his last sentence had come first, then all those explicit things he said before would seem justifiable—a reason she could accept.

He said he loved her...

Her eyes uncontrollably reddened. Her clothes had already been mostly stripped away. The oversized shirt she wore of his was easy to remove due to its looseness.

The sound of plastic scraping distracted Rose, her eyes freezing as she pushed Morrison away. She turned her head to dodge his kiss.

Noticing the pile of things beside them, Rose pursed her lips. She shifted back, and her cheeks was flushed, "Why did you bring those items to the hospital?"

Morrison shrugged off his jacket. "Didn't I bring you too?"

He loosened a few buttons of his shirt collar, looking down at her with a gaze smoldering with intensity.

His lips brushed against hers, then grazed her ear, his voice seductively husky. "After tasting the flavor tonight, do you think I could just let you go? All these years, I've been looking for a legitimate reason."

Rose, flustered by his blunt words, retorted, "All these years, and you finally find a reason? Yet, the moment you hear Mona is in trouble, you rush off. How can you say she's not on your mind when you leave at such a critical moment?"

Morrison's expression soured, his pride stung. He had been denying his shameful desires for the mermaid-like beauty in his arms for years, but now, the thought of her made him ache to flip her over until she was begging for mercy.

However, this woman was ruining the mood.

"It's not about her. Rose, if you bring her up again, you can forget about sleep tomorrow night. It'll be the perfect excuse to indulge myself."

Rose looked surprised at the man now revealing his true colors, "You think I want to talk about her? Isn't she the one you hook up with? You were the one who was on the bed with me, and you got worried when you heard she was in trouble, didn't you? After divorce, whether it's her or you, it has nothing to do with me."

"Rose, do you know how annoying it is for you to talk about divorce all the time?"

"If you agree, you can only hear it once in your life."

Rose paused for a few seconds, then pushed Morrison away.

His face immediately darkened, and when he saw Rose slipping away from him, he moved his arm to block her way. "I just want you."

Rose bit her lip, "You are thinking about other women, but your body is lusting after me. You're dating spiritually and physically. Don't you feel trashy?"

"Are you out of your mind? I said I don't love her."

Rose turned her head and didn't look at him.

Morrison's impatience grew, but he resisted the urge to lash out, his voice low and controlled.

"I went to see her because if something happened to her, it would be bad for everyone. With today's unreliable internet laws, you know what people can say. If this blows up, who knows what they'll drag you through?"

Rose watched him silently.

"You're already making a scene about feeling wronged with me. If another issue arises, and others start criticizing you, how can I have peace of mind?"

Rose countered, "Who's making a scene with you?"

"You're not. Nothing's wrong. You just decided to pick a fight with me."

Rose frowned, "So it's my fault?"

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have gotten involved with other women while we were in school, and I shouldn't have left you in the middle of our makeout and went to 'worry' about someone else. So, I'm here to make it up to you."

With that, Morrison's intent was clear as daylight.

Rose swiftly held him back. "Not here. This is a hospital!"

"I locked the door."

Despite the assurance, Rose resisted, pushing against his shoulders, "So Morrison, you're saying you came to the hospital because Mona's issue might cause bad press for me?"

Morrison paused, his face tensing slightly, "Mostly, I didn't want to be the laughingstock."

Rose smirked cynically, "I thought so. How could you possibly do it for me..."

"Rose, you're a damn fool," Morrison cursed, his anger bubbling once again.

Rose's lips tightened, and she remained silent.

"You're always such a fool."

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