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,

lips, “Well,

is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

sense. Go

in on some of the

“Like what?”

to lose out. I took a

than once. You

her lips, “What kind of compensation

eyes glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about

in exchange?”

meet

door swung open. Morrison strode

a grim line.

could speak, Morrison pulled

answer. What’s the hesitation

a big decision. I need

to

“Consider? Rose, what are you playing

else? I need to weigh my options based on what’s happening right

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

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could

if you did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

would happen if Winston really died at his

hurt. They’d be divided by a life taken,

that? She would probably

stepped away from his embrace and walked towards the bed,

my guest

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

It’s my duty.

her words, “What do you mean, ‘your

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

obligation to

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

I got

fault? If that’s

one taking care of Winston, since

moment, I must

getting late. You two

that, she was already at the door, opening

her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

them. Their eyes

in the air, silently clashing

away from me. Being around you is

the silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why

for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

Morrison’s expression

looking at you makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

waving his hand in disgust. The idea

laughable – Winston

a

else, next time…”

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

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

ended there, but Morrison

marching

Rose, was too much of a handful. She

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating

Rose in the

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