Chapter 1828

Morrison had reached his breaking point. The woman was growing more and

more brazen by the day. Did she think he was invisible?

Stuffing a sandwich into his mouth and gulping down his coffee in a few swift

swallows, he stood up, his face the color of thunder, and marched out of the

hospital room.

By the time Rose reached Winston’s hospital room, a small crowd had already

gathered, mainly young women, all huddled around the small glass on the door,

trying to sneak a peek inside.

“Seriously, it’s really Winston?”

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“Definitely, I almost bumped into him at the door. He’s staying in this room.

“I heard he came to R City, but why would he be in the hospital?”

“No idea, but it looks like he got into a fight, his face and head seemed banged

up.”

“A fight? If the media gets wind of this, won’t it blow up into a big deal?”

“Getting into trouble right after arriving in R City, if this gets out, it’s going to be a

sensation!”

Rose’s heart sank at these murmurs, a bad feeling creeping up on her. An

international movie star, in a brawl in R City and ending up in a hospital…

Scores of people were waiting for just one slip-up, and if this incident went

public, it would be a devastating blow to his career.

Her expression darkened. All of this hanppened because of her, and if anything

serious happened, she couldn’t escape blame.

Hospital security and a few plain-clothed individuals, likely Winston’s

management team, started to shoo the crowd away, sticking to a firm “no

comment” policy.

Once the hallway cleared, Rose approached the door, about to knock, when a

familiar force wrapped around her waist, Morrison’s familiar scent enveloping

her.

She turned, finding Morrison beside her with a scowl, his arm possessively

pulling her close. He grunted at her gaze.

“Incorrigible woman.”

Rose was still brooding over the recent events, particularly that Morrison was

responsible for Winston’s hospitalization and the potential media frenzy. She

was far from pleased. As his voice fell, she pursed her lips and elbowed him

hard in the ribs.

Caught off guard, Morrison winced, his face momentarily contorted with pain.

him a cold glance and knocked

breath, following her in

to leave Rose alone

Winston.

unwell, and the overnight

room was also occupied by

team. They greeted

asked, “Has the doctor been by?

doing?”

the

at Rose. “Ms. Rose,

all, she was the current “big

to suck up to anyone was tougher

these patrons

to be haughty, but they

have that privilege.

they were well aware that their relationship with

the Spotlight Beauty company’s

impact,

party footing the bill, they had to handle

faint smile, “Winston was hospitalized, and I had

I invited him to R City. If anything goes

responsibility”

uneasy. “Ms. Rose, you exaggerate. It’s Winston

trouble that

reveal that Winston’s hospital stay

husband, which could spark media

important is that he’s alright: “Fortunately,

up for

“That’s good to hear.”

her a frosty glance. This woman, the epitome

were benefits, but

she’d be the quickest

not understand why he was in this mess? She was clearly avoiding

real issue.

had breakfast?” Rose asked

a bit grumpy. He’s not

at Winston, whose complexion was particularly

of his absolute

infamous. He used to put on a bit

ounce

remarked,

glared at

can’t fight properly on an empty stomach. Morrison had plenty

twitched. Was she provoking

on cue with Rose’s words, the topic of her

had no idea why Rose

was simply encouraging Winston to

saw Morrison and promptly greeted him with a

an honor to have you visit

about

to explode

of aloof nobility, gave

my wife’s company, it’s only proper that

him”

Rose and Morrison, were

they come.

into a smile

have a run-in with a

You look

instantly. Everyone

stifled their laughter, not daring to make

has always been about looks, and with you looking

you for a

his assistant, stroking his own face, “How’s

looking?”

always perfec. Even with the bandages and

charm that’s hard

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