Rose's heart clenched, and she whipped her head up to see that familiar face. Her eyes flickered, "You..."
Rose was so taken aback that she stumbled back a couple of paces, unable to find words. Her face turned pale within seconds.
"Hey, are you going through security? If not, can you step aside so we can go through?"
"Move it, we're running late!"
The people in line behind her urged, snapping Rose back to reality as she attempted to break free from Morrison's grasp, "Let me go!"
Morrison's gaze was so cold it was almost impossible to approach.
The more Rose struggled, the tighter Morrison's grip became, until he finally yanked her towards him.
"Ah--" Rose nearly fell over.
She opened her eyes wide in fear, instinctively clutching her stomach with her other hand. Morrison's icy gaze flickered for a moment, and he quickly pulled Rose into his arms. She clung onto Morrison's collar, her face deathly pale.
Chloe rushed over to them. She was about to catch Rose but seeing Morrison had already done so, she dropped her hand. She glanced at Morrison for a few seconds, and then looked away.
Everything calmed down. Morrison's expression was complicated, then became quiet. He looked down at the trembling frail figure in his arms, his eyebrows slightly knitted.
He turned around to see an elderly woman with gray hair raising her cane, "I knew it! You've been hiding something from us! Try laying a finger on my great-grandson! If you dare to hurt my daughter-in-law and great-grandson, I'll fight you to the death!"
Rose and Chloe both looked bewildered. Morrison slowly closed his eyes, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face.
"Mum, mum! Stop hitting me!"
A woman dressed elegantly rushed over, tightly grasping the old lady's hand, her face filled with worry and distress.
"Morrison, are you hurt?" As a mother, Molly couldn't bear to see her son being hit. She pulled the old lady aside while giving Morrison a small push.
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