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,

lips, “Well, you are

face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

sense. Go ahead, fall for me. I’ll

of the perks

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I took

than once.

kind of

eyes glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

eyes to meet

the hospital room door swung open.

his face set in a grim line. Rose turned

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her into

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

“That’s a big decision. I need

responding to

“Consider? Rose, what are you playing

my options based on what’s happening

hue, “Are you

grave?!”

could always try. What

you did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

happen if Winston really died at his hand? It

divided by a life taken,

come of that? She would probably

stepped away from his embrace and

guest and key

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

It’s my duty.

at her words, “What

a patient myself. You have not

obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got injured

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

Winston, since you put him

this moment, I must be

It’s getting late. You

already at the

shut behind her, leaving Morrison and

Their eyes met, and it was as if

in the air, silently clashing

Being around you is bad

first, his disdain for Morrison

Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured

expression

me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

out!” Winston cut him off, waving his hand

for him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a little

at him, “Consider this a warning.

else, next time…”

“I bet

clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

there, but Morrison

marching towards the

much of a handful.

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating

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

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