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

on Rose’s lips, “Well, you are

Your face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

making sense. Go

in on some of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

one to lose out.

than once. You owe

kind

as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence

open. Morrison strode in with a

his face set in a grim line. Rose turned to

she could speak, Morrison pulled

your answer. What’s

decision. I need to consider my

to such

“Consider? Rose, what are

need to weigh my options

hue, “Are you trying to send him

grave?!”

glanced at him coolly, “You could

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

that? She would probably hate him

away from his embrace and

guest

and ll make

It’s my duty.

her words, “What do you

husband, I’m still a patient

obligation

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp

after?”

I

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

Winston, since you put him in

I must

late. You two sort

that, she was already at the door, opening

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston

Their eyes met, and it was as

air, silently clashing in an invisible

from me. Being around you

first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why

stupidity? The thought

expression turned

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

look after you…”

his hand in disgust. The

laughable – Winston had plans to live

a warning. Stay away

else, next time…”

bet Rose

not: Morrison clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t warn

conversation ended there, but Morrison

marching towards the

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

mug? Really? And contemplating giving

there was Rose in the

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