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,

lips, “Well, you are the darling

Your face is definitely crush-worthy-

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

the perks

“Like what?”

one to lose out.

than once. You

lips, “What kind

eyes glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

her eyes to meet his, her

open.

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

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her into

your answer. What’s the hesitation

“That’s a big decision. I

responding to such a

“Consider? Rose, what are

to weigh my options based on what’s happening right

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

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could always try. What do you

if you did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

really died at his hand?

divided by a life

come of that? She would probably hate him

embrace and walked towards the bed, “You

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

Tell me what you need, and

It’s my duty.

at her words, “What do

your husband, I’m still a patient

obligation to

a perfectly healthy man to

after?”

I

my fault? If that’s

care of Winston, since you put

I must

It’s getting late. You two sort yourselves

that, she was already at the door, opening

her,

between them. Their eyes met, and it

silently clashing

me. Being around you is

the silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable.

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The

expression turned

me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

Winston cut him off, waving his hand

for him was laughable – Winston

him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away from my

else, next time…”

bet Rose would never forgive you. Believe

clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t

there, but Morrison couldn’t

marching

too much of a handful. She

mug? Really? And

and there was Rose

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