The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1825

Chapter 1825

Winston chuckled softly, shaking his head. “That dude packs a serious punch.

Must’ve had some serious training”

“He’s the only son of the Witts, and everyone knows you can only truly rely on

yourself.”

Winston nodded, understanding completely. You couldn’t have an army of

bodyguards with you every second, nor could you trust everyone completely.

Nothing was safer or more reliable than your own two fists.

Enter title…

“lL wonder how many more times I can take a beating from him,’ Winston

mumbled under his breath before cursing softly, “Damn!”

Rose looked at him, surprised. “What’s eating you, playing solitaire with your

thoughts over there?”

Winston grimaced, grumbling back, “Nothing”

Rose frowned slightly, watching him quietly.

Winston was genuinely frustrated. The escalating tension between the couple

contemplating a divorce elicited a pang of guilt within him, even though he was

just following orders.

It was clear they both had feelings for each other. Rose was open about hers,

which made things simpler, but Morrison? The quy was as emotionally dense as

a brick wall.

Did Winston have to keep taking hits until Morrison realized his own feelings for

Rose? How dumb was Morrison, and how miserable did that make Winston?

This was just…

The more he thought about it, the more he felt shortchanged. Why the hell did

he have to put up with this crap? He deserved an award for being the ultimate

wingman.

Who else would selflessly take a punch, offering their face up for the good of

someone else’s love life? Damn it!

The more Winston thought about it, the colder his expression became.

“Rose, seriously, Morrison’s emotional intelligence is so low it’s in the basement.

It’s exhausting being with him. Dump him already. What do you even see in him

beyond that pretty face? What’s tying you down so much?”

Rose sighed, her voice tinged with regret, “I’ll admit that I got swept up by his

looks. In hindsight, there’s a sea of handsome guys out there. I’ve got options:

nodded, “Like me, for

on Rose’s lips, “Well, you are the darling of

definitely crush-worthy-

making sense.

on some of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

to lose out. I took

once. You

kind of compensation are you thinking

glearned mischievously as he suggested,

in exchange?”

to meet his, her silence stretching

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode in with a

line. Rose turned to him, her

speak, Morrison pulled her

your answer. What’s the

big decision. I need to consider my current

responding to such

“Consider? Rose, what are you

to weigh my options based on

turned an ashen hue, “Are you

grave?!”

“You could always

if you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

Winston really died at his hand? It would be

hurt. They’d be divided

She would probably hate him

embrace and walked towards the bed,

guest and key ambassador. I

me what you need, and ll

It’s my duty.

words, “What do you

forget, as your husband, I’m still a patient myself.

an obligation

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got

fault?

one taking care of Winston, since you put him

I must be

late. You two sort yourselves

already at the door, opening

the door clicked shut behind her,

crackled between them. Their eyes met,

the air, silently clashing in an invisible

me. Being around you is

disdain for Morrison palpable.

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured

expression

me want

look after you…”

waving his hand in

him was laughable – Winston had plans

him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away from my

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose would never

in rage, “Don’t

ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

longer, marching

woman, Rose, was too much of a

Really? And contemplating giving herself to

door swung open, and there was Rose

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