“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, please stop provoking

“Really, Rose? Don’t tell

showed off your love, whispered sweet

and you’re lost in

was momentarily speechless. His words were sharp and

accurate.

can win you over, anything

should call a press conference? I’m sure the

more extensive.”

Morrison’s mood worsening. “Publicly confessing to

you really think you’ve

few years?”

still fixed on Rose,

Rose.”

hesitated, “It seems that you’re

with

man who can make one

you not see the pattern

have to be stuck

before something happens that can’t

about me like that in my presence

with it.”

response was calm and deliberate, “Empty

try to act the saint now, Morrison, or you might

yourself sooner

temples throbbed with

looking chastised and without a word to say.

She was fixated

and backbone.

her name

blinked, looking at him with an innocent and pitiful expression, “It

that way.”

contorted with frustration as he took a deep breath,

before speaking softly, “Fine. If that’s your

angry at your foolish decision, who am I to argue?

spot for your kind of

veins pulsed more visibly, but Rose held

preventing him from moving.

fuel on the fire,

before. It’s okay, and as long as

matters. But remember, if you ever find yourself unhappy,

away, no

she worried she might not be able to

longer. She made desperate eye contact with Winston,

but chose

his final words and took a

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

for the apartment.”

down at her with a

her

“I wish

stood frozen, taken aback, unable

Morrison

Rose’s embrace, so he lunged at

only to miss

you dare leave. I’ll tear you apart!” Morrison

through clenched teeth.

the door, turning back with a scoff. “Do

are? Why complicate matters unnecessarily when they

simple?”

still holding Rose, pointed an accusing finger at Winston.

here!”

“Why would I willingly

audibly in

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