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

“Well, you are the

face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

sense.

some of the perks my

“Like what?”

out. I took a beating

than once.

lips, “What kind of

as he suggested,

in exchange?”

her eyes to meet his, her silence stretching

room door swung open. Morrison

line. Rose turned to him, her

Before she could speak, Morrison

waiting for your answer. What’s the hesitation about?”

big decision. I

responding to such

darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are

need to weigh my

ashen hue, “Are you

grave?!”

could always try. What

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

died at

hurt. They’d be divided by a life taken, and what

that? She would probably hate

stepped away from his embrace and walked towards the bed,

as my guest and key ambassador. I can’t

you need, and ll make sure

It’s my duty.

frown deepened at her words, “What do you mean, ‘your

husband, I’m still a patient myself.

an obligation to

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp

after?”

think I got

think it’s my fault? If that’s the case, shouldn’t

care of Winston, since

continued, “So, at this moment, I must be the one who’s

getting late. You two sort yourselves

that, she was already at the door,

her, leaving Morrison and

Their eyes

silently clashing in an invisible

Being around you is bad

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

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

Morrison’s expression

makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

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

– Winston

this a warning. Stay away from

else, next time…”

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

in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

but Morrison couldn’t

marching towards the

much of a handful. She

on Winston’s mug? Really? And

open, and there was Rose in

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