Chapter 13 Be My Woman

Chapter 13 Be My Woman

Over in the room on the second floor, Jonathan had already let go of Rose's shoulder.

Under the cover of darkness, his sharp gaze was fixed on her.

Based on the information Zac gave him last night, Celeste died in a traffic accident ten years ago. It was classified as an accident.

Jonathan wondered if there had been another reason behind Celeste's death.

Did Rose come to see him to find out more about her mother's death? Was it not for Nixon's sake?

The long silence made Rose anxious.

"As long as you tell me the truth behind that accident, I'll do anything you ask of me."

Jonathan's gaze darkened as he questioned, "So, you'd even agree if I ask you to be my woman?"

Rose froze. She suddenly recalled her new husband's handsome face.

Jonathan saw her reaction. His expression, which had improved a little earlier, soured again.

His voice was flecked with traces of jealousy as he said, "What's the matter? You can't bear to part with your fiancé?"

Rose was taken aback.

Nixon? He was not worth it!

Rose felt a little panicky when she realized she could not dismiss the face of her husband from her mind. But Jonathan thought her reaction meant that she was feeling guilty. As expected, she truly did not wish to let go of Nixon!

began burning fiercely again. He was about to punish this woman when

called out,

It was Nixon!

of her throat. She did not even notice how Nixon addressed the man in

that if she was found in a room

sensed her nervousness, his expression

walked up to the door. The

did not even have time to rejoice when she heard the door

She could

rang out again. "The banquet

Jonathan interrupted him. "A little something came into my

was making Rose even more nervous

almost jumped out of her chest. She had to leave

once.

All the rooms had windows, but

out, so she dashed over to it without a

her intentions, Jonathan's

marched over to grab her, but Rose was like a snake

curtains

heart tightened. After regaining his composure, he wanted

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