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,

“Well, you are

crush-worthy- Winston

arrogance. “Finally, you’re making sense. Go ahead, fall for

the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I took a beating for you from

than once. You owe

lips, “What kind of compensation are you

eyes glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his, her silence

hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

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

she could speak,

for your answer. What’s the

“That’s a big decision. I need to consider my

to

face darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are you playing

need to weigh my options based on

hue, “Are you trying to send

grave?!”

coolly, “You could always try.

did

Morrison’s face fell further.

would happen if Winston really died at his hand? It

had actually been hurt. They’d be divided

come of that? She would probably hate him for

from his embrace and walked towards

as my guest and key

what you need, and ll make sure you’re

It’s my duty.

at her words, “What

husband, I’m still a patient myself. You have

an obligation

beat a perfectly healthy

after?”

“Do you think I got injured for no

my fault? If that’s the

one taking care of Winston, since you put him

this moment, I must

You two sort yourselves

was already

her, leaving

them. Their eyes met, and it was

silently

from me. Being around you is

broke the silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why

for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned even

you makes me want to finish

look after you…”

Winston cut him off, waving his hand

Winston

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

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would

Morrison clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t

marching

was too much of

Really? And

was Rose in the lobby, waiting

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