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,

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

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

you’re making sense. Go ahead, fall

on some of the

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I took

than once. You owe

“What kind

mischievously as he

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

a grim line. Rose turned to him, her

she could speak,

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

I need to

responding to such

darkened, “Consider? Rose, what are you playing

weigh my options based on what’s happening right

you trying

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could

you did send him

Morrison’s face fell further.

Winston really died at his hand? It would be just

be divided by a

would

embrace and

of me, as my guest and key ambassador. I can’t

need, and ll make sure

It’s my duty.

at her words, “What

forget, as your husband, I’m still a

an obligation to

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to

after?”

glared, “Do you think I

my fault? If that’s

of Winston, since you put him in

“So, at this moment, I

getting late. You two

was already

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston

them. Their eyes met, and it was

air, silently clashing in an

stay away from me. Being around you is bad

silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why should

The thought just soured his mood

disliked, Morrison’s expression

me want to finish the job. Expecting me

look after you…”

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

Winston had plans to live

this a warning.

else, next time…”

me?” Winston scoffed, “I bet Rose would never forgive

teeth in rage,

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain

longer, marching towards the

of a

on Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving

was Rose in the

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