Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Billionire 28

Chapter 28 Ho Is My Husband

Inside the room, the deed was done.

Jonathan stood in front of the window after he got dressed. He seemed to be in a good mood.

He sent Finley a message asking the latter to prepare a set of women's clothes. and bring them to the hotel.

Then, he turned around. His back was to the window.

Jonathan had a smile on his face as he stared leisurely at Rose, who was lying in bed.

Rose blushed under his passionate gaze. She glared at him.

Suddenly, she detected a problem. She had taken the initiative last night, so it made sense that she should pay him for it.

But just now, he was the one who initiated. She was not the one who asked for it. So, he should not be asking her to pay for what just happened. She would not pay any more than she was supposed to.

Clearing her throat, Rose readied herself to conduct the negotiations. But before she could speak, the door abruptly flew open.

"Rose?"

Evan dashed in. He saw Rose on the bed with only her arms and head above the blanket. He knew right away what had happened last night. Seething with rage, Evan marched over to the window and ruthlessly punched. the man who had hurt Rose.

completely taken by surprise. The punch landed heavily on his face and blood

and the hotel

threw another punch at Jonathan again. But this time, Jonathan grabbed Evan's incoming

Jonathan's

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blanket around her, she immediately got out of bed and grabbed Jonathan's arm. "Let go! Let go of him!

was supposed to be staying in the presidential suite upstairs. The hotel manager wondered why Jonathan was in this room instead. The hotel manager could not care about anything else. Fearing that

to say the words "Mr. Finch", but Jonathan

found out she was in danger. That was why he came

"Evan, you got the wrong idea.

said the word

word was undoubtedly a

a frown. He refused to

glanced between Rose

awkwardly. "Well, I'm serious. He's my husband-my

had crushed him.

right away. This was the man who had been with Rose in front

sixth sense told him that Evan liked Rose. His gaze darkened. He was satisfied with

held Rose's waist possessively. He pulled up the blanket that was currently around her neck as if he refused to

"Why

hastily. apologized. "I'm sorry, M-Mr. Finch. It was negligence on our part.

"Get out!"

froze. Beads of sweat rolled down his