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.

a cold glance and knocked

his breath, following her in as

not to leave Rose alone

Winston.

and the overnight nurse

room was also

greeted Rose upon her

Rose asked, “Has the

doing?”

assistant, clueless about the

a weak smile at Rose. “Ms. Rose, what brings you

all, she was the current “big spender, and with

up to anyone was tougher

patrons required

to be haughty, but they

have that privilege.

well aware that

Without Winston, the

the desired market impact, and sales

the party footing the bill, they

offered a faint smile, “Winston was hospitalized, and I

him to R City.

responsibility”

“Ms. Rose, you exaggerate.

that may

directly reveal that Winston’s hospital stay was

which could spark

is that he’s alright:

for our product

“That’s good to hear.”

a frosty glance. This woman, the epitome of a

line when there were benefits, but at

be the quickest

understand why he was in

real issue.

had breakfast?”

He’s

Winston, whose complexion was particularly sullen, and

one of his absolute

infamous. He used to put on a

ounce was

an eyebrow, she remarked,

glared at

properly on an empty stomach. Morrison had

twitched. Was she

the topic of her sentence appeared before

no idea why Rose was bringing up

simply encouraging

saw Morrison and promptly greeted him with a

such an honor to have

everyone knew about

to explode

of aloof nobility, gave a curt nod and glanced at

my wife’s company, it’s

him”

These two, Rose and

they come.

anger simmering, Winston’s lips twitched into a smile when he

“Did you have a run-in with

look absolutely

expression darkened instantly. Everyone turned to

laughter,

been about looks, and with you looking

you for

that, Winston turned to his assistant, stroking his own face, “How’s my

looking?”

is always perfec. Even with the

an edgy charm

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