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, for

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

is definitely crush-worthy-

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

some of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

not one to lose out. I took a

once. You owe

lips, “What kind of compensation are you thinking

glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

her eyes to meet his, her silence stretching

open. Morrison strode in

in a grim line. Rose

she could speak, Morrison pulled her

What’s the hesitation about?”

“That’s a big decision. I need

responding to such

“Consider? Rose, what

weigh my options

hue, “Are you trying to send him to an

grave?!”

could always try. What do you think

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

happen if Winston really died at his hand? It would be just

actually been hurt. They’d be divided

of that? She would probably

and walked towards

of me, as my guest and key ambassador.

Tell me what you need, and ll make sure you’re

It’s my duty.

at her words, “What do you mean, ‘your

I’m still a

obligation to

can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp

after?”

you think I got

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

care of Winston, since you put him in

this moment, I must

getting late. You two

she was already at the

her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

eyes met,

air, silently clashing in an

Being around you

broke the silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why

Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

Morrison’s expression

makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

his hand in disgust. The

him was laughable – Winston had plans to

at him, “Consider this a warning.

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive you. Believe

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

but Morrison couldn’t contain his

marching towards the

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

And contemplating giving herself to

Rose in the lobby, waiting for

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