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 on

Morrison muttered under his breath, following her in

He was determined not to leave Rose

Winston.

particularly unwell, and the overnight nurse

uneasy. The room was

team. They greeted Rose upon her

guilt, Rose asked, “Has the doctor been by?

doing?”

clueless about the

“Ms.

current “big spender, and with Winston’s

anyone was tougher than climbing

these patrons required

haughty, but they couldn’t follow suit.

have that privilege.

well aware that their relationship

Winston, the

desired market impact, and sales figures would

as the party footing the bill, they had

offered a faint smile, “Winston was hospitalized, and I had to show

After all, I invited him to R City. If anything goes wrong, I can’t

responsibility”

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

that may affect

hospital stay

so-called husband, which could

alright: “Fortunately, it’s

up for our

“That’s good to hear.”

her a frosty glance. This woman, the

was first in line when there were benefits, but

the quickest

why he was in this mess? She

real issue.

you had breakfast?” Rose asked

bit grumpy. He’s not one

glanced at Winston, whose complexion was particularly

one of his absolute

to put on a bit

an ounce

eyebrow, she remarked, “Winston, breakfast is

at her,

can’t fight properly on an empty stomach. Morrison

lips twitched. Was

Rose’s words, the topic of

why Rose was bringing

when she was simply encouraging

confused until he saw Morrison and promptly greeted

Morrison, it’s such an honor to have you

City, everyone knew about the power of

explode from his

nobility, gave a curt nod

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

him”

These two, Rose and Morrison, were

they come.

simmering, Winston’s lips twitched into

have a run-in with

look

instantly. Everyone

their laughter, not daring to make a

always been about looks, and

doesn’t ditch you for a better

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

looking?”

is always perfec. Even with the bandages

charm that’s hard

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