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:

“Like me, for

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

crush-worthy- Winston

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

in on some of the

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I took a

once.

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation

he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence stretching between

swung open. Morrison

a grim line. Rose turned to him, her forehead creasing

speak, Morrison pulled her

What’s the

decision. I need to consider

responding to such

face darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are

I need to weigh my

“Are you

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

happen if Winston really died at his hand?

had actually been hurt. They’d be divided by a

of that? She would probably hate him for

and

of me, as my guest and key ambassador. I can’t

me what you need, and ll make sure

It’s my duty.

her words, “What do

forget, as your husband, I’m still a patient myself. You have not just a

an obligation to

beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

“Do you think I got

think it’s my fault?

taking care of Winston, since you put him in this

I must be the one who’s surplus

You two

that, she was already

the door clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston

Their eyes met, and it was as if

in the air, silently clashing in an invisible

Being

the silence first, his disdain for

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

expression turned even

just looking at you makes me want to finish the job. Expecting

look after you…”

waving his

laughable – Winston

this a warning. Stay away from

else, next time…”

bet

teeth in rage, “Don’t say I

there, but

longer, marching

woman, Rose, was too much of a handful.

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving

Rose in the lobby, waiting for the

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