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, for

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

crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

of arrogance. “Finally, you’re making sense. Go ahead,

of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

lose out. I

once. You owe

“What kind of

glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet his, her silence

swung open. Morrison strode in with

his face set in a grim line. Rose

could speak,

waiting for your answer. What’s the hesitation

big decision. I need

responding to

Rose, what are you playing

need to weigh my

hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

“You could always try. What do you think

did

Morrison’s face fell further.

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

be divided by a life taken, and

come of that? She would probably hate

from his embrace and walked towards the

of me, as my guest and key

Tell me what you need, and ll

It’s my duty.

deepened at her words, “What

as your husband, I’m still a patient myself. You have not

an obligation to

beat a perfectly healthy man to a

after?”

I got injured for no

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

since

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

You two sort

she was already at the door,

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison

them. Their eyes met, and it was as if

air, silently

from me. Being around you

his disdain

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The

disliked, Morrison’s expression

looking at you makes me want to finish the job. Expecting

look after you…”

Winston cut him off, waving his hand in

laughable – Winston had plans to

glowered at him, “Consider this a

else, next time…”

kill me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose

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

but Morrison couldn’t contain his

longer, marching towards

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

And contemplating giving herself

swung open, and there was Rose

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