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,

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

crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his

arrogance. “Finally, you’re making sense. Go ahead, fall for me. I’ll

some of the perks my

“Like what?”

to lose out. I

once. You

“What kind

glearned mischievously as he suggested,

in exchange?”

to meet his,

swung open. Morrison strode in with

line. Rose turned

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled

waiting for your answer. What’s

big decision. I need to consider my current

to such a

face darkened, “Consider? Rose,

I need to weigh my options

ashen hue, “Are you trying to send

grave?!”

coolly, “You could always try.

you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

happen if Winston really died at his hand? It would

been hurt. They’d be divided by a

She would probably

embrace and walked towards the

of me, as my guest and

what you need, and

It’s my duty.

deepened at her words, “What do you mean,

your husband, I’m still a patient myself.

obligation

who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got injured

it’s my fault? If that’s the case, shouldn’t you

care of Winston, since you put him in this

I must be

late. You two sort

already at the door,

shut behind her, leaving Morrison

tension crackled between them. Their eyes met, and it

air, silently clashing in

away from me. Being around

broke the silence first, his disdain for

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

disliked, Morrison’s expression

you makes me want to finish the

look after you…”

his hand in disgust. The idea

– Winston had plans to

this a warning. Stay away

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose would

in

there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

marching towards the

woman, Rose, was too much of a handful.

Really? And contemplating

swung open, and there was Rose in the lobby, waiting for

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