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:

nodded, “Like me, for

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

crush-worthy- Winston

“Finally, you’re making sense. Go

the perks my fans

“Like what?”

one to lose out. I took a beating for

once.

lips, “What kind of

as he suggested,

in exchange?”

to meet his, her

hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

face set in a grim line. Rose turned

she could speak, Morrison pulled her into

your answer. What’s

frowned, “That’s a big decision. I

responding to such

Rose, what are

need to weigh my options based on what’s happening right

face turned an ashen hue, “Are you trying to send him to

grave?!”

could always try. What do

if you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

died at his hand?

They’d be divided by a

of that? She would

stepped away from his embrace and walked towards the bed, “You

because of me, as my guest and key ambassador. I

Tell me what you need, and ll

It’s my duty.

her words, “What do you mean, ‘your

forget, as your husband, I’m still a patient myself.

obligation to

healthy man to a pulp

after?”

you think I got injured

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

taking care of Winston, since you

this moment, I must be the one who’s surplus

It’s getting late. You two sort yourselves

already at the door,

behind her, leaving Morrison and

them. Their eyes met,

in the air, silently clashing in an

from me. Being around you is

silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned

makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

off, waving his hand in disgust. The

was laughable – Winston had plans to live

this a warning.

else, next time…”

Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive

Morrison clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t say

there, but Morrison

longer, marching towards the

Rose, was too much of a handful.

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving herself

Rose in the lobby,

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