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

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

crush-worthy-

sense. Go ahead, fall for me.

some of the perks

“Like what?”

out. I took a beating for you from

than once. You owe

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation are you

eyes glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

to meet his, her silence stretching

swung open. Morrison strode in

line. Rose turned

she could speak, Morrison pulled her into

answer. What’s the

decision. I need

to such

face darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are you

to weigh my options

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

grave?!”

at him coolly, “You could always

you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

if Winston really died at

They’d be divided by a

of that? She would probably hate him

from his embrace and walked

me, as my guest and key

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

It’s my duty.

words, “What do you

husband, I’m still a patient myself.

an obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy

after?”

glared, “Do you think I

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

care of Winston, since

this moment, I

late. You two sort yourselves

was already

the door clicked shut behind her, leaving

crackled between them. Their eyes met, and it was as

in the air, silently clashing

me. Being around you is

disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just

Morrison’s expression

me want to finish

look after you…”

out!” Winston cut him off, waving his hand

– Winston had plans to

“Consider this a

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never

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

but

longer, marching towards

was too much of a handful. She actually had

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving

door swung open, and there was Rose in the

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