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

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

definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his

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

on some of the perks my fans

“Like what?”

not one to lose out. I took a beating

than once.

kind

mischievously as he

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his, her silence stretching

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

his face set in a grim line.

speak, Morrison pulled her

for your answer. What’s the hesitation about?” he

decision. I need to consider

responding to such

darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are

my options based on

hue, “Are you trying to send him to an

grave?!”

could always try. What

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

died at his hand? It would be just

been hurt. They’d be divided

that? She would probably

stepped away from his embrace and walked

because of me, as my guest

Tell me what you need, and

It’s my duty.

deepened at her words,

a patient myself. You have not

obligation

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

after?”

think I got injured

my fault? If that’s the case, shouldn’t you

one taking care of Winston, since you

moment, I

It’s getting late. You two sort yourselves

she was already

door clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

between them. Their eyes met, and it was as

silently clashing

me. Being

his disdain for Morrison palpable.

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just

expression turned even

you makes me want to finish the job. Expecting me

look after you…”

his hand in

was laughable – Winston had plans to

glowered at him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose would

not: Morrison clenched his teeth in rage,

ended there, but

marching

Rose, was too much of a

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving herself to

door swung open, and there was Rose in the lobby, waiting for

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