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.

glance and

muttered under his breath, following her in as the

determined not to leave

Winston.

looked particularly unwell, and the

was also occupied by

team. They greeted

asked, “Has the doctor

doing?”

assistant, clueless about the true cause

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

was the current

to anyone was tougher than climbing to heaven.

these patrons required

haughty, but they couldn’t follow suit.

have that privilege.

well aware that their relationship with Rose was

Winston, the

impact, and sales

party footing the bill, they had

a faint smile, “Winston was

After all, I invited him to R City. If anything goes

responsibility”

assistant looked uneasy. “Ms. Rose, you

that may affect

directly reveal that Winston’s hospital stay was

which

he’s alright: “Fortunately, it’s nothing

up for our

“That’s good to hear.”

frosty glance. This woman, the epitome of a

in line when there were benefits, but at the

she’d be the

in this

real issue.

you had breakfast?” Rose asked

grumpy. He’s

at Winston, whose complexion

of one of

mood was infamous. He used to put on a bit of charm

not an ounce was

an eyebrow, she remarked,

glared at her,

on an empty stomach.

Was she provoking

Rose’s words, the topic of her

had no idea why Rose was

she was simply encouraging

saw Morrison and

Morrison, it’s such an honor to have you

everyone knew about the power of the

about to explode

aloof nobility, gave a curt nod

wife’s company, it’s only proper that I check in

him”

so frustrated. These two, Rose

they come.

lips twitched into a smile

have a run-in

You look

expression darkened instantly. Everyone turned

laughter, not daring to make a

always been about looks, and

you

Winston turned to his assistant, stroking

looking?”

your face is always perfec. Even

an edgy charm

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