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

“Well, you are the darling

crush-worthy-

making sense. Go

of the perks

“Like what?”

really. I’m not one to lose out. I

once. You

her lips, “What kind of compensation are you thinking

he suggested,

in exchange?”

eyes to meet

swung open. Morrison strode in

a grim line. Rose turned to him, her forehead

speak, Morrison

What’s the hesitation

I need

responding to such a

Rose, what

weigh my options based on what’s happening right

turned an ashen hue, “Are you trying to

grave?!”

coolly, “You could always try.

did

Morrison’s face fell further.

died at his hand? It would be just

hurt. They’d be divided by a life

of that? She would probably hate

his embrace and walked

as my guest and key ambassador. I can’t

need, and

It’s my duty.

deepened at her words, “What do you mean, ‘your

as your husband, I’m still a patient myself.

an obligation to

who can beat a perfectly healthy man to a pulp still

after?”

think I got injured for

fault? If that’s the

since you put him in this

at this moment, I must be the one who’s surplus

getting late. You

was already at the door,

her, leaving Morrison and Winston alone,

eyes met, and it was as

in the air, silently clashing in an

away from me. Being around you

broke the silence first, his disdain for Morrison palpable.

price for Morrison’s stupidity? The thought

expression

at you makes me want

look after you…”

cut him off, waving his hand

him was laughable – Winston had plans to live a

“Consider this a

else, next time…”

“I bet Rose would never

clenched his teeth in rage, “Don’t say I didn’t

there, but Morrison couldn’t

marching

woman, Rose, was too much of a handful.

on Winston’s mug? Really? And contemplating giving

Rose in the

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