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

lips, “Well, you are the

is definitely crush-worthy- Winston

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

in on some of the perks my fans

“Like what?”

not one to lose out. I took a beating for

than once. You owe

kind of compensation are you thinking

mischievously as he

in exchange?”

to meet his,

room door swung open. Morrison strode in with a

his face set in a grim line.

speak, Morrison pulled her into

your answer. What’s

big decision. I need to consider my current

responding to such a

Rose, what

my options based

face turned an ashen hue, “Are you trying to send him

grave?!”

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

you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

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

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

of that? She would probably

his embrace and walked

me, as my guest

need, and ll

It’s my duty.

her words, “What do

forget, as your husband, I’m still a

obligation

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man

after?”

“Do you think I got injured for

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

since you put him

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

getting late. You two sort yourselves

she was already at the

her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

Their eyes met, and

in the air, silently clashing in an invisible

stay away from me. Being around you is

first, his disdain for Morrison

The thought just soured his mood

Morrison’s expression

looking at you makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

waving his hand in

was laughable – Winston had

“Consider this a warning. Stay

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose would never

his teeth in rage, “Don’t say

there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

longer, marching towards the

was too much of a handful. She

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

door swung open, and there was Rose

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