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,

on Rose’s lips, “Well,

face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

of arrogance. “Finally, you’re making sense.

on some of the perks my fans

“Like what?”

lose out. I took

than once. You owe

kind of compensation are you

glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence stretching

room door swung open. Morrison strode in

set in a grim line. Rose turned to him,

could speak,

for your answer. What’s

decision. I need to consider

responding to such a

“Consider? Rose, what are you playing

to weigh my options based on what’s happening

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

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could always try. What do you think

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

would happen if Winston really died at

divided by a life

would probably hate

his embrace and walked

guest and

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

It’s my duty.

frown deepened at her words, “What

husband, I’m still a patient

an obligation to

beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

think I got

fault? If that’s the

of Winston, since you

I must be

It’s getting late. You

already at the door, opening

her, leaving Morrison

eyes met, and it

the air, silently clashing in

away from me. Being around

first, his disdain for

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

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned

at you makes me want to finish the

look after you…”

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

Winston had plans

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

else, next time…”

scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive you.

not: Morrison clenched his teeth in

conversation ended there, but

marching towards the

too much of a handful. She actually

mug? Really? And

there was Rose in

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