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

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

Your face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

of arrogance. “Finally, you’re making sense.

some of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

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

than once.

“What kind of compensation are

he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet his, her silence

door swung open. Morrison

set in a grim line.

Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her into his

answer. What’s the hesitation

frowned, “That’s a big decision. I need to

responding to such

darkened, “Consider? Rose,

my options based on what’s

ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

glanced at him coolly, “You could always try. What

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

at his

had actually been hurt. They’d be divided by a life taken,

come of that? She would probably hate him

embrace and walked

my guest and

me what you need, and ll

It’s my duty.

frown deepened at her words, “What do you mean,

as your husband, I’m still a patient myself. You have not just

an obligation to

who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp

after?”

you think I

it’s my fault? If that’s the case,

one taking care of Winston, since you put him in this

at this moment, I must be the one who’s surplus

late. You

already at the

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston

crackled between them. Their eyes met, and it was as

the air, silently

me. Being

broke the silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

The thought just soured his mood

Morrison’s expression turned even

looking at you makes me want to finish the

look after you…”

his hand in disgust. The idea of

laughable – Winston had plans to

this a warning.

else, next time…”

Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive you.

teeth in

there, but Morrison couldn’t contain

longer, marching towards the

of a handful.

And contemplating giving herself

and there was Rose

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