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

definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

making sense. Go ahead, fall

of the

“Like what?”

lose out. I took a beating

than once.

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation are you thinking

mischievously as he suggested,

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet

open. Morrison strode in

set in a grim line. Rose turned to him, her

she could speak, Morrison pulled her

waiting for your answer. What’s the hesitation about?”

a big decision. I need to

to such a

“Consider? Rose, what

my options based on

you trying to send him to an

grave?!”

“You could always try. What do you think

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

really died at his hand?

been hurt. They’d be divided by

of that? She would probably hate him

from his embrace and walked towards the

me, as my guest and key ambassador.

me what you need, and ll

It’s my duty.

deepened at her words, “What do you

I’m still a

an obligation

healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

think I got injured

“You think it’s my fault? If

one taking care of Winston, since you put

this moment, I must

It’s getting late. You two

already at the door,

shut behind her,

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

the air, silently

me. Being around

disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned even

you makes me want

look after you…”

out!” Winston cut him off, waving his hand in disgust. The idea

Winston

this a warning. Stay away

else, next time…”

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

clenched his teeth in rage,

there, but Morrison

longer, marching

woman, Rose, was too much of a handful. She actually

mug? Really? And contemplating giving herself

open, and there was Rose in

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