The reporters were left speechless by the old lady's words.
Megan continued, "Alright, you guys know what you need to know. We're going to discuss the wedding now, the details aren't for you. You can all leave now."
As soon as they left Rose's apartment, Morrison immediately grabbed her hand and brought her into his room, ignoring Megan's protests and closing the door behind them.
"This cheeky little bugger.” Megan said.
"Mom, this is something Morrison has to deal with himself, let him handle it!" Molly frowned, leading the old lady to the couch.
Megan sat on the couch, letting out a heavy scoff. The cheerful, adorable old lady had suddenly become serious, "Let him handle it? If he does, my great-grandson will get hurt for sure! What did he rush here for?!"
Molly's expression grew serious too.
Inside the room.
Rose sat on the edge of the bed, watching the tall figure standing by the window with his back towards her. Her hands were clenched tightly together, "What do you want to say to me?"
Morrison didn't answer. After a moment of silence, he slowly turned around. His dark eyes carried a gloomy look, staring straight at her, "Do you want to keep this baby?"
His cold voice sent chills down Rose's spine.
"This child is mine. Whether or not I keep him is my decision, it has nothing to do with you." Rose moved closer to the middle of the bed after she finished speaking.
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