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!

had simmered down just now began burning fiercely again. He was about to punish this

called out, 'Uncle Jonathan,

It was Nixon!

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

that if she was found in a room with another

Jonathan sensed her nervousness, his

from Rose and walked up to

even have time to rejoice when she heard the door

stood against the light. She could not see his

voice rang out again. "The banquet is

him.

making Rose even more nervous on

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

once.

had windows, but they were blocked by a

she dashed over to

her intentions, Jonathan's

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

drew the curtains swiftly

tightened. After regaining his composure, he

sheddine & A His so the knew that

of Ass, the d experience in

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to

the hem of her dress caught ente something and the dress ware tonn. "What

sad about the dress, but this outcome was much better

room on the second floor. The windows were pitch black, and she still could not see

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