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 me, for

Rose’s lips, “Well,

definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his

you’re making sense.

of the perks my fans would kill

“Like what?”

lose out.

once. You owe

pursed her lips, “What kind

he suggested, “How

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence stretching between

hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode in with

set in a grim line.

could speak, Morrison

answer. What’s the hesitation about?”

I need to

to such

Rose,

to weigh my options based

you

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could always try. What do you think

did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

really died at

had actually been hurt. They’d be divided by a

that? She would probably

and walked towards

my guest and key

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

It’s my duty.

her words, “What

still a patient myself. You

obligation

healthy man

after?”

think I got injured

think it’s my fault? If that’s

care of Winston, since you put him in

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

It’s getting late. You

she was already at

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston

Their eyes met, and

the air, silently

Being around you is

his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just

expression turned even

at you makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

waving his

laughable – Winston had plans to live a

this a warning. Stay away

else, next time…”

scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive

teeth in rage,

but Morrison couldn’t contain his

longer, marching towards

too much of a

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating

was Rose in the

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