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

slight smile played on Rose’s lips, “Well, you are

definitely crush-worthy-

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

of the perks my

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I

once. You

“What kind of compensation are you thinking

mischievously as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

to meet his,

door swung open. Morrison

a grim line.

she could speak,

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

big decision. I

responding to

Rose, what are

my options based on

face turned an ashen hue, “Are you trying

grave?!”

could always try. What do you think

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

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

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

would probably

his embrace and walked towards

because of me, as my guest and key ambassador.

you need, and ll make sure

It’s my duty.

frown deepened at her words, “What

still a patient myself. You have not

an obligation

who can beat a perfectly healthy man

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got injured for no

fault? If that’s the case, shouldn’t you

taking care of Winston, since you put him

this moment, I must

It’s getting late. You two sort

already at

her, leaving Morrison

eyes met, and it was as if

air, silently clashing in

stay away from me. Being

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

stupidity? The thought just soured his

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned even

at you makes me want to finish the

look after you…”

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

was laughable – Winston

“Consider this a warning. Stay

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose

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

there, but Morrison

longer, marching towards the

was too much of a handful. She actually had

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating

open, and there was Rose in

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