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

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

face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his

making sense. Go ahead, fall for

on some of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

I’m not one to lose out.

than once. You

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation are you thinking

as he suggested, “How about

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet

swung open. Morrison strode

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

she could speak, Morrison pulled

What’s the

frowned, “That’s a big decision. I need to consider my

to such

“Consider? Rose, what are you playing

to weigh my

an ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

could always try.

you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

happen if Winston really died at his hand?

actually been hurt. They’d be divided by a

that? She would

stepped away from his embrace and walked towards the

as my guest and key ambassador.

Tell me what you need, and ll

It’s my duty.

her words, “What

still a patient myself. You have not just

an obligation

perfectly healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

“Do you think I got injured for no

my fault?

since you put him

“So, at this moment, I must

You two

she was already at the door,

her, leaving Morrison and Winston

them. Their eyes met, and it was as

silently clashing

stay away from me. Being

first, his disdain for Morrison palpable.

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

Morrison’s expression

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

look after you…”

his hand in disgust.

him was laughable – Winston had plans to live

this a

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose would

in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

ended there, but

marching towards the

much of a handful.

on Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving herself

swung open, and there was Rose

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