The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1825

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

Rose’s lips, “Well,

crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

“Finally, you’re making sense. Go

on some of the perks my

“Like what?”

one to lose out. I took a beating

once. You owe

“What kind of

eyes glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about

in exchange?”

to meet his,

open. Morrison strode in with a

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

she could speak, Morrison pulled her into

your answer. What’s

big decision. I need

responding to such a

“Consider? Rose, what

my options based on what’s

you trying to send

grave?!”

“You could always try. What

if you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

would happen if Winston really died at his hand? It would be just

hurt. They’d be divided by

She would probably

embrace and

as my guest and

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

It’s my duty.

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

I’m still a patient myself. You

obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy man to

after?”

I got injured

wryly, “You think it’s my fault? If

care of Winston, since

moment, I must be

You

she was already at the door, opening

behind her, leaving Morrison

crackled between them. Their eyes met,

air, silently

Being around you

his disdain for Morrison

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured

Morrison’s expression

you makes me want to finish the job. Expecting me

look after you…”

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

was laughable – Winston

a warning. Stay away from

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose

clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t say

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain

marching towards

much of a

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving herself

was Rose in

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