“Have you heard?”

“Yeah, I have,” Morrison was particularly unwilling, but he still answered with a

reluctant tone.

Morrison cast a cold glance at Winston once again as he walked into the living

room, heading toward the direction of the sofa. A hint of amusement flashed in

Morrison’s eyes as he embraced Rose and walked past.

Just as Winston was about to perch himself on the cushioned sofa, Morrison’s

voice cut through the air, “You might want to take a chair instead.”

Winston paused, turned his head to look at Morrison, and decided not to engage

in conversation with this man-child whose immaturity seemed bottomless.

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Despite their limited interactions, it was clear to Winston that the man’s childish

simplicity was glaringly obvious. He knew Morrison had more to say.

Sure enough, Morrison chuckled the next moment, “We just had a little romp on

that couch. You can sit if it doesn’t bother you.”d2

A twitch crept across Winston’s mouth as his eyes involuntarily scanned the

sofa. Tastefully adorned with a blue slipcover, it looked neat—something he was

certain Rose had managed alone. The feminine touch, he thought, was not

something Morrison could muster, nor would he believe it otherwise.

But despite the neat appearance, the faintly raised wrinkles in the center of the

sofa were enough to make his eyes sting. And the sight of Rose, blushing and at

a loss for where to place her gaze, confirmed Morrison’s juvenile insinuations

were likely true.

His hand clenched and unclenched in his pocket as a stifled breath caught in his

chest. He was irked by Morrison’s unexpected jab, feeling a blockage in his

heart.

Watching Morrison’s smug satisfaction, Winston fought to regain his composure,

his face slowly easing into a smile.

He made his way to a nearby armchair, sitting down with a casual cross of his

legs that flaunted his carefree demeanor.

“Did I interrupt something?” he asked smoothly.

Morrison’s face, still wearing a hint of a smirk, suddenly darkened. “Since you’ve

dropped off the dog, you may leave.” Morrison spat.

Winston chuckled softly, “That reaction… did I really interrupt you two?”

sighed with resignation, “Winston,

Don’t

the media, showed

private, and you’re lost in the

momentarily speechless. His

accurate.

gestures can win you over, anything he can

call a press conference? I’m sure

more extensive.”

sensing Morrison’s mood worsening. “Publicly confessing to

think you’ve had

few years?”

raised an eyebrow, his gaze still fixed on Rose,

Rose.”

seems that

you’ve really decided to be with him?

make one mistake can make more.

Do you not see the pattern with men? The easier they

it. You don’t have to be stuck with

leave before something happens that can’t

talk about me like

with it.”

response was calm and deliberate, “Empty promises from men

saint now, Morrison, or you

yourself sooner

temples throbbed with

by, looking chastised and without a word to say. What

was right. She was fixated on Morrison, a

and backbone.

her

looking at him with an innocent and pitiful

that way.”

as he took a deep breath, trying to

If that’s your choice, I’ll

at your foolish decision, who am I to argue? I’ve always had

for your kind of

but Rose held onto his

preventing him from moving.

however, poured more fuel on the fire, “I’ve expressed

and

ever find yourself unhappy, I’ll

no

she worried she might not be able

made desperate eye

but chose

after delivering his final words and took

exit, “Now that Moon is home, I’ll handle the lease

for the apartment.”

down at her with a softness

cradle her forehead and

“I wish you

stood frozen, taken aback, unable

the room, Morrison could no longer contain himself. His

immobilized by Rose’s embrace, so he lunged at Winston with

miss

jerk. Don’t you dare leave.

through clenched teeth.

back with a scoff. “Do you

matters unnecessarily when they

simple?”

Rose, pointed an accusing finger at Winston.

here!”

derisively. “Why would I willingly

ground audibly

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