The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1825

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,

“Well,

is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

you’re making sense. Go ahead,

some of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

to lose out. I took a

than once. You owe

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation

glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence stretching between

room door swung open. Morrison strode in with

face set in a grim line. Rose

she could speak, Morrison pulled her

for your answer. What’s

I need to consider my current

to such

“Consider? Rose, what are

need to weigh my options based on what’s happening

“Are you trying to send him

grave?!”

“You could always try. What do you

if you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

at his

hurt. They’d be divided

would probably hate

from his embrace and walked

as my guest and

you need, and

It’s my duty.

words, “What

I’m still a patient myself.

an obligation to

a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still needs

after?”

think I

think it’s my fault?

taking care of Winston, since you put him in

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

getting late. You two sort yourselves

was already at

shut behind her, leaving Morrison and

them. Their eyes met,

air, silently clashing in an

away from me. Being around you

his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why

price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

Morrison’s expression turned even

me want to finish the job. Expecting me

look after you…”

waving his

was laughable – Winston had plans to

him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away from

else, next time…”

scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive

in rage, “Don’t

there, but

longer, marching towards

woman, Rose, was too much of a handful. She actually

Winston’s mug? Really? And

Rose in the lobby, waiting for the

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