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,

slight smile played on Rose’s lips, “Well, you are the darling of

face is definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his face

you’re making sense. Go ahead,

some of the

“Like what?”

lose out. I

once.

lips, “What kind

eyes glearned mischievously as he suggested, “How about

in exchange?”

eyes to meet his, her silence stretching between

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

line. Rose turned to him, her forehead creasing

speak, Morrison pulled her into

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

I need to consider my

responding to such a

“Consider? Rose,

weigh my

“Are you trying

grave?!”

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

you did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

Winston really died at his hand? It would be just

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

would probably hate

his embrace and walked towards the

me, as my guest

and ll make sure

It’s my duty.

her words,

a patient myself. You have

obligation

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to

after?”

“Do you think I got injured for

it’s my fault? If

Winston, since you

“So, at this moment, I must be the

You

that, she was already at the door, opening

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

Their eyes met, and it was as if

in the air, silently clashing in

away from me. Being around you is

disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

stupidity? The thought just soured his mood

Morrison’s expression

me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

Winston cut him off, waving his

laughable – Winston had plans to live a

glowered at him, “Consider this a

else, next time…”

kill me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would

in

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t

longer, marching towards

too much of a handful.

And contemplating giving herself to

and there was Rose

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