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

muttered under his breath, following her

determined not to leave Rose alone with that

Winston.

particularly unwell, and the overnight nurse

room was also occupied by members

team. They greeted Rose

twinge of guilt, Rose asked,

doing?”

about the true cause

at Rose. “Ms. Rose, what brings you here so

she was the current “big spender, and

suck up to anyone was tougher than climbing to heaven.

patrons required utmost

be haughty, but

have that privilege.

were well aware that their relationship

the Spotlight

the desired market impact, and

the bill, they had to handle the

was hospitalized, and

him to R City. If

responsibility”

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

trouble that

didn’t directly reveal that Winston’s hospital stay was due to

her so-called husband, which could

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

up for

“That’s good to hear.”

a frosty glance. This woman, the epitome

was first in line when there were benefits,

be the quickest to

she not understand why he was in this mess? She

real issue.

breakfast?” Rose

bit grumpy. He’s not

glanced at Winston, whose complexion was particularly sullen, and

of one of

to put on

ounce was

an eyebrow, she remarked, “Winston, breakfast

at

empty stomach. Morrison

Was she

words, the topic of her sentence appeared before

Rose was bringing up a brawl and

simply encouraging Winston to eat breakfast.

confused until he saw Morrison and promptly greeted him

such an honor to

everyone knew about the power of the

to explode from

nobility, gave a curt nod and glanced at

the ambassador for my wife’s company, it’s only proper

him”

These two, Rose and Morrison, were as fake

they come.

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

disheveled appearance. “Did you have a run-in with a

look

instantly. Everyone turned to look at

laughter, not daring to

been about looks, and with you looking like this,

ditch you

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

looking?”

perfec. Even with the bandages

got an edgy charm that’s

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