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

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

definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his

“Finally, you’re making sense. Go ahead, fall for me.

in on some of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

one to lose out. I took a beating

once.

pursed her lips, “What kind

mischievously as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his, her

open. Morrison strode in with

grim line. Rose turned to him,

Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her

waiting for your answer. What’s the

a big decision. I need to consider my current

to

darkened, “Consider? Rose, what

my options based on what’s happening

an ashen hue, “Are you trying to send

grave?!”

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

you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

really died at his

They’d be divided by a life taken, and

She would probably hate him

his embrace and walked towards the bed,

me, as my guest and key ambassador.

what you need, and ll make sure you’re

It’s my duty.

words, “What do you

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

obligation to

who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got injured for

think it’s my fault? If that’s the

of Winston, since you put him in

I must be the one who’s

late. You two

was already at

her, leaving Morrison and Winston

them. Their eyes met, and it was as

the air, silently

me. Being around you is bad

first, his disdain for Morrison

stupidity? The thought just soured his

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned even

makes me want to finish the job. Expecting

look after you…”

off, waving his hand in disgust. The idea

for him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a

glowered at him, “Consider this a warning.

else, next time…”

bet Rose would

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

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t

marching towards

much of a

on Winston’s mug? Really? And

Rose in the lobby, waiting for

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