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

“Well, you are the darling

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

making sense. Go ahead, fall for me. I’ll

on some of the

“Like what?”

one to lose out. I took a

once. You owe

lips, “What kind

mischievously as he suggested,

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet his,

open. Morrison

set in a grim line. Rose

slightly. Before she could speak,

What’s the hesitation about?”

a big decision. I need to consider my

responding to such

face darkened, “Consider? Rose,

else? I need to weigh my options based on what’s happening right

“Are you trying to

grave?!”

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

did send

Morrison’s face fell further.

really died at his hand? It would be

been hurt. They’d be divided by a

that? She would probably hate him

from his embrace and walked towards the bed, “You

because of me, as my guest and key ambassador.

me what you need, and

It’s my duty.

words, “What do

your husband, I’m still a patient myself.

obligation to

perfectly healthy man to a

after?”

“Do you think I got injured for

think it’s my fault? If that’s

since

this moment, I must be the one

You

was already at the door, opening

her, leaving Morrison and

crackled between them. Their eyes met,

air, silently clashing

me. Being around

his disdain for Morrison palpable.

the price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

expression turned

me want

look after you…”

off, waving his hand in disgust. The idea

him was laughable – Winston had plans

glowered at him, “Consider this a warning. Stay away from my

else, next time…”

bet Rose would never forgive you. Believe

teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

conversation ended there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

marching towards the

Rose, was too much of a handful. She actually

mug? Really? And

Rose in

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