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,

on Rose’s lips, “Well, you are

crush-worthy-

making sense. Go

of the perks my fans would

“Like what?”

one to lose out. I took a beating for you from

than once. You

pursed her lips, “What kind of compensation are you

as he suggested, “How about your

in exchange?”

raised her eyes to meet his, her silence stretching between

the hospital room door swung open. Morrison strode in

his face set in a grim line. Rose

she could speak,

waiting for your answer. What’s the hesitation

a big decision. I need to consider my current

to such a

darkened, “Consider? Rose,

my

“Are you trying to send him to an

grave?!”

at him coolly, “You could always try. What

did

Morrison’s face fell further.

if Winston really died at his hand? It would

They’d be divided by a life

would

his embrace and walked towards

of me, as my guest and key ambassador.

me what you need, and

It’s my duty.

words, “What do you

your husband, I’m still a patient

an obligation

who can beat a perfectly healthy

after?”

I

“You think it’s my fault? If that’s

taking care of Winston, since you put him in this

“So, at this moment, I must be the

You two sort yourselves

already at the

clicked shut behind her, leaving Morrison and

eyes met, and it was as if

in the air, silently clashing in an invisible

me. Being

broke the silence first, his disdain for Morrison

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

expression

you makes me want to finish the job.

look after you…”

out!” Winston cut him off, waving his hand in disgust. The idea of

him was laughable – Winston had plans to live

“Consider this a warning. Stay

else, next time…”

bet Rose would never forgive

not: Morrison clenched his teeth in

there, but Morrison couldn’t contain his

marching

too much of a handful. She actually

Really? And

there was Rose in the lobby, waiting for the

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