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, for

“Well, you are the darling of the

crush-worthy-

sense. Go

in on some of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

out. I took a beating for

once. You owe

lips, “What kind

glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his,

hospital room door swung open. Morrison

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

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her into

waiting for your answer. What’s the hesitation

decision. I need to

to such a

“Consider? Rose,

I need to weigh my

“Are you trying to send him

grave?!”

coolly, “You could always try. What do you

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

if Winston really died at his

be divided by a life taken, and what

of that? She would probably hate him

embrace and walked towards

guest

Tell me what you need, and ll make sure you’re looked

It’s my duty.

her words, “What do you mean,

still a patient myself. You have not just

an obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

I got injured for no

think it’s my fault? If that’s the case,

of Winston, since you put

continued, “So, at this moment, I must be the one

late. You two

that, she was already at the door,

shut behind her, leaving Morrison

them. Their eyes met, and it was as if

silently clashing in an

away from me. Being

silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

The thought just soured

disliked, Morrison’s expression

looking at you makes me want to finish the job. Expecting

look after you…”

him off, waving his hand in disgust.

him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a

“Consider this a warning.

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive

teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t warn

there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

marching towards

of a handful.

And contemplating

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

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