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,

lips, “Well, you are the darling of the

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

sense. Go

some of the

“Like what?”

out. I

once.

her lips, “What kind of

glearned mischievously as he

in exchange?”

her eyes to meet his, her silence

door swung open. Morrison strode in

line. Rose turned to him, her forehead

speak, Morrison pulled her

your answer. What’s the hesitation

I need to

responding to such a

face darkened, “Consider? Rose,

I need to weigh my options based

an ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

could always try. What do you think

if you did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

Winston really died at his hand? It would be just

divided by a life taken,

come of that? She would probably hate him

away from his embrace and walked towards the bed, “You

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

Tell me what you need, and ll make sure you’re

It’s my duty.

her words,

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

an obligation

can beat a perfectly healthy man

after?”

glared, “Do you think I got

wryly, “You think it’s my fault? If

since you put him in this

this moment, I

You

was already at the door, opening

shut behind her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

crackled between them. Their eyes met, and

air, silently

Being around

silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable. Why

stupidity? The thought just soured his mood

expression turned even

me want to finish the

look after you…”

his

him was laughable – Winston had plans to

“Consider this a warning. Stay

else, next time…”

bet Rose would never forgive

in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t warn

conversation ended there, but Morrison

longer, marching

was too much of a handful. She actually had

mug? Really? And

Rose in the

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