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

lips, “Well, you

is definitely crush-worthy- Winston

“Finally, you’re making sense. Go

on some of the perks my fans

“Like what?”

I’m not one to lose out. I took a beating for

once. You owe

kind of compensation are

glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet

door swung open.

his face set in a grim line. Rose turned to him, her

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled

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

big decision. I need to consider

to such a

Rose,

weigh my options based on

ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

“You could always try. What do you think

did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

died at his hand?

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

She would

away from his embrace and walked towards the

because of me, as my guest and

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

It’s my duty.

words, “What

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

obligation

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still needs

after?”

“Do you think I got injured

wryly, “You think it’s my fault? If that’s

Winston, since you put

“So, at this moment, I must be the one

It’s getting late. You two sort yourselves

was already at the

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

them. Their eyes met, and it was

the air, silently clashing in

me. Being around

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

The thought just

Morrison’s expression turned

at you makes me want to finish

look after you…”

waving his hand in

laughable – Winston had plans to

at him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose

his teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

ended there, but Morrison

marching towards

was too much of a handful. She actually

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving

was Rose in the lobby, waiting

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