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:

nodded, “Like me, for

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

definitely crush-worthy- Winston snorted, his

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

of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

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

once. You

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation are you

he

in exchange?”

meet his, her silence stretching

hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode

his face set in a grim line. Rose turned to him,

could speak,

What’s the

“That’s a big decision. I need

responding to such a

Rose, what are

weigh my options based on what’s

an ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

him coolly, “You could always

if you did

Morrison’s face fell further.

Winston really died at his hand?

divided by

that? She would probably hate him for

from his embrace and walked towards the bed, “You

me, as my guest

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

It’s my duty.

at her words, “What do

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

obligation to

patient who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp

after?”

you think I got injured for no

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

care of Winston, since

moment, I must be the one who’s

getting late. You two sort

that, she was already at the door, opening

her,

Their eyes met, and it

air, silently clashing in an

me. Being around you

his disdain

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought just soured his

disliked, Morrison’s expression turned

want to finish the job. Expecting

look after you…”

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

laughable – Winston had plans to live a

him, “Consider this a

else, next time…”

bet Rose would never forgive you.

not: Morrison clenched his teeth in

ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain

longer, marching

too much of a handful. She actually

Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating

open, and there was Rose in

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