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

smile played on Rose’s lips, “Well, you are the darling of the

crush-worthy-

sense. Go ahead, fall for me.

in on some of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

lose out. I took a beating

once. You

lips, “What kind of compensation

eyes glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet his, her

door swung open. Morrison strode in with

grim line.

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her

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

frowned, “That’s a big decision. I need to

to such a

face darkened, “Consider? Rose, what

else? I need to weigh my options based on

turned an ashen hue, “Are you trying to send

grave?!”

coolly, “You could

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

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

actually been hurt. They’d be divided by a

She would probably hate him

embrace and

me, as my guest and key

need, and ll make sure you’re

It’s my duty.

frown deepened at her words, “What do

your husband, I’m still a

obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy man

after?”

think I

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

Winston, since

at this moment, I must be the one

It’s getting late. You two sort yourselves

was already at the door,

behind her, leaving Morrison

them. Their eyes met, and it

in the air, silently clashing in

Being around you is bad

broke the silence first, his disdain for Morrison

The

expression turned even

you makes me want to finish the

look after you…”

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

for him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a

glowered at him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away from my wife,

else, next time…”

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

his teeth in rage, “Don’t

ended there, but Morrison

marching

of a handful. She actually had

mug? Really? And contemplating giving

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

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