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

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

is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted,

you’re making sense. Go ahead,

of the perks my

“Like what?”

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

than once. You owe

kind of compensation are

mischievously as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence

open. Morrison strode

set in a grim line. Rose turned to him, her forehead creasing

Before she could speak, Morrison pulled

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

big decision. I need to consider my

responding to such

face darkened, “Consider? Rose, what

else? I need to weigh my

turned an ashen hue, “Are you trying to send

grave?!”

coolly, “You could always try.

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

died at his

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

come of that? She would

and

of me, as my guest and key ambassador.

and ll make

It’s my duty.

words, “What

I’m still a patient myself. You have not just

an obligation to

a perfectly healthy man to

after?”

I got injured for no

smiled wryly, “You think it’s my fault? If that’s the case, shouldn’t

one taking care of Winston, since you put him in

“So, at this moment, I must be the one who’s surplus

late. You two sort yourselves

that, she was already at

door clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison

crackled between them. Their eyes met, and it was

air, silently

me. Being around you is bad

silence first, his disdain for

price for Morrison’s stupidity? The

Morrison’s expression turned

makes me want to finish

look after you…”

cut him off, waving his hand in disgust. The idea

him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a little

him, “Consider this a

else, next time…”

bet Rose would

Morrison clenched his teeth in

ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

longer, marching towards

too much of a handful. She actually

on Winston’s mug? Really? And

Rose in the lobby,

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