Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

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!

again. He was

a fawning and respectful voice called out, 'Uncle Jonathan, did you have.

It was Nixon!

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

she was found

Jonathan sensed her nervousness,

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

even have time to rejoice when she heard the door opening. A ray of light shone

She could not see his

voice rang out again.

interrupted him. "A little something came into my

sneered. He was making Rose even more nervous on

heart almost jumped out of her chest. She had to leave

once.

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

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

intentions, Jonathan's

over to grab her, but Rose was like a snake that slithered away right

the curtains swiftly and

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a little sad about the dress, but this outcome was much better than being found out

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