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Chapter 188 Hallucination Or Reality

Rose's cheeks flushed, visibly pausing for a moment.

But then, she felt extremely dizzy and asked, "Husband? What husband?"

Rose glanced at her phone, yet her vision remained hazy. Weariness washed over her, and she settled into the couch, her breathing gradually calming. The phone screen remained on the call. Jonathan's expression turned serious.

"Rose?"

He called out multiple times but received no reply. He knew Rose must have passed out from being drunk!

He was genuinely concerned that she had no one to care for her. Jonathan eventually endured the pain and called for Finley.

"Mr. Finch?" Finley stepped into the bedroom, greeted by the sight of Jonathan bare-chested. Then came Jonathan's instructions, "Fetch me the bodyguard's attire."

His sudden request left Finley momentarily speechless.

He hesitated for a second and promptly inquired, "Mr. Finch, why do you need the bodyguard's attire?"

"I asked you to fetch it, so just do it. Hurry up, why so much unnecessary talk?" Jonathan's mind was filled with concern for Rose being drunk and unattended. He wished he could be by her side right

away.

He suddenly recalled the assassination attempt earlier today, his eyes darkening slightly as he instructed, 'Proceed with discretion."

Finley didn't dare to delay at all, quickly searching for the bodyguard's attire. Shortly after, a set consisting of a white shirt and a black suit was presented before Jonathan.

Jonathan dressed and issued instructions to Finley. Subsequently, Finley arranged for a handful of bodyguards to escort Jonathan to the underground parking lot.

Every bodyguard took their respective car and left the parking lot. Anastasia didn't return to Young Estate and instead stayed at the hotel.

"Ms. Young, a few bodyguards have just headed to the parking lot and left in their cars."

She intentionally bribed the hotel staff to receive Jonathan's real-time updates. This explains why she received a call when Jonathan left the presidential suite. Anastasia didn't pay much attention upon hearing it was just a few bodyguards leaving. The same news also reached Lucas at the hospital.

just the

hospital attire, Lucas, having been shot alongside Jonathan by the assassin's

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scenario Finley had predicted-the gunshot wound was merely a ploy to evade

a few months ago, the Sutton family's influence

further moves, but they never relented in their intent to kill Jonathan The reason for Lucas coming to Aquastead was

He immediately reported, "And several vehicles returned to Aquastead of just a minute ago."

in the scent

furrowed his brow walking over to the couch and crouching down. He swept

turbed her fummeed

she furrowed her bow

She attempted to

unresponsive

barely raised her upper body before succumbing to weakness, collapsing once

turned dazedly. A handsome face entered her burred vision, resembling her

star escort husband was currently with a

drunk, this must be her

the figure in her hallucination didn't vanish. She furrowed

that despite being a hallucination, the tactile sensation felt incredibly real Rose smiled and playfully pinched the handsome face again Jonathan remained silent Had

feels so

fingers brushed against his forehead, as though sensing her touch couldn't quite assess his temperature

to his. Rose was completely unaware of how enticing being in such proximity to Jonathan could

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emptiness filled Jonathan's mind. She carefully sensed his temperature but failed to notice the deepening intensity in his gaze, akin to a dark abyss

Rose was about to move back, a large palm suddenly gripped the back

processed it yet when the attractive face in front of her leaned in, and their lips touched. The words she intended

out of it,

was her hallucination, and if it was her hallucination, then she

and Jonathan was momentarily taken aback. In the next instant, she seemed almost angry as she

"Erm..."

mouth. The smile on his face was filled with

up early the next

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