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,

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

crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

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

on some of the perks

“Like what?”

one to lose out.

than once.

kind of compensation

he suggested,

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his, her silence stretching

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode in

in a grim line. Rose turned to him,

slightly. Before she could speak,

What’s the

I need

to such

“Consider? Rose, what are you playing

weigh my options based on what’s happening

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

grave?!”

coolly, “You could always try.

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

would happen if Winston really died at his

They’d be divided by a life taken, and

She would probably hate him

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

of me, as my guest and

Tell me what you need, and ll make sure

It’s my duty.

words, “What do you mean,

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

an obligation

healthy man to

after?”

“Do you think I got injured for no

“You think it’s my fault? If that’s

since

moment, I must be the

It’s getting late. You

already at the door,

behind her,

crackled between them. Their eyes met,

in the air, silently clashing in

me. Being around you

disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned

you makes me want to finish the

look after you…”

waving his hand in disgust. The idea of

him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a little

this a

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose

teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

ended there, but Morrison couldn’t

longer, marching towards

Rose, was too much of a handful. She actually

on Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating

and there was Rose in the lobby,

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