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

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

definitely crush-worthy-

you’re making sense. Go ahead, fall for me. I’ll

the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I took a beating for you

than once. You owe

her lips, “What kind

eyes glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence stretching between

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode in with

line. Rose turned to him, her forehead creasing

slightly. Before she could speak, Morrison pulled her

What’s the

I need to consider my current

responding to such a

Rose, what are you

my options

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

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could always

did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

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

hurt. They’d be divided

would probably hate him for

from his embrace and walked towards the bed, “You

of me, as my guest and key ambassador. I

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

It’s my duty.

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

as your husband, I’m still a

an obligation to

healthy man

after?”

you think I got injured

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

since you put him in

this moment, I must

late. You two sort yourselves

she was already at the door,

door clicked shut behind her, leaving

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

in the air, silently clashing in an invisible

away from me. Being around you is bad

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

price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured

disliked, Morrison’s expression

at you makes me want

look after you…”

off, waving his hand in disgust.

laughable – Winston had plans to live a little

a

else, next time…”

Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive you.

clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t say

conversation ended there, but Morrison

longer, marching towards

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

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving

there was Rose in the lobby, waiting for

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