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:

“Like me,

smile played on Rose’s lips, “Well, you

crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

of arrogance. “Finally, you’re making sense. Go ahead, fall for

some of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

I’m not one to lose out. I took a beating

once. You

her lips, “What kind of compensation are you

glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his, her silence stretching

hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

a grim line. Rose turned to him,

speak, Morrison

your answer. What’s the hesitation about?” he

decision. I need

to such

darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are you playing

my options based on what’s happening

an ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

at him coolly, “You could always try.

you did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

if Winston really died at his

divided

come of that? She would probably hate him

from his embrace and walked

me, as my guest and key ambassador. I can’t

and ll make sure you’re looked

It’s my duty.

words, “What do you mean,

your husband, I’m still a patient myself. You have

an obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still needs

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got injured for no

fault? If that’s the

since you put

I must be the

late. You two sort

she was already at

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison

eyes met, and it was as

the air, silently clashing in

Being around you is bad

disdain for

stupidity? The thought just soured his

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned even

you makes me want to finish

look after you…”

his hand in

for him was laughable – Winston had plans

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

else, next time…”

bet Rose would never forgive you.

not: Morrison clenched his teeth in rage,

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

longer, marching towards

of a handful. She

on Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving herself to

was Rose

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