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!

burning fiercely again. He was about to punish this

respectful voice called out, 'Uncle

It was Nixon!

returned to her senses. Her heart threatened to leap out of her

she was found in a

her nervousness, his expression

removed himself from Rose and walked up to the door. The weight

even have time to rejoice when she

light. She could

voice rang out again. "The banquet is starting

Jonathan interrupted him. "A little something

He was making Rose even more nervous

jumped out of her chest. She had to leave this place

once.

the second floor. All the rooms had windows, but they were blocked

window was her only way out, so she dashed over to it without

her intentions, Jonathan's expression

by instinct, he marched over to grab her, but Rose was

drew the curtains swiftly

his composure, he wanted to

sheddine & A His so the knew

the

*Nad

to Break

down, the hem of her

outcome was much better than

at the room on the second floor. The windows were pitch black,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255