Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 352 Self-harm

"Rose!" Jonathan's voice quivered uncontrollably.

Nixon deliberately increased the call volume, making sure that Jonathan could hear Rose's voice clearly.

Nixon detected Jonathan's unease at the mention of Rose. He cast a glance at her, devoid of any emotion.

At this moment, Rose slouched against the bulkhead, her gaze distant. The wound on her head, inflicted earlier when she resisted Nixon, continued to bleed.

Initially feeling feeble, Rose was now slipping into unconsciousness.

Despite the drowsiness overwhelming her, Rose managed to hear Jonathan's voice. In a hazy state, she mumbled, "Hubby..."

Rose hovered on the edge of passing out, with even Nixon's silhouette before her beginning to sway and her surroundings blurring.

But Rose knew that she couldn't afford to pass out. If she did, Nixon would have his way with her.

In her foggy state, Rose pinched her thigh, attempting to stay alert through the pain.

"Rose..."

Jonathan's heart clenched when all he could hear was silence from the cabin. He attempted to elicit a response from Rose, but all he encountered was an unsettling and eerie quiet. Jonathan's grip on his phone tightened gradually.

Jonathan was left with nothing but the sound of Nixon's breath on the other end of the line. The former warned through clenched teeth, "Nixon, do you comprehend the consequences if you hurt Rose? If I were in your shoes, I'd think twice about using her for revenge, or else..."

Even through the phone call, Nixon unmistakably sensed Jonathan's threat. At that moment, Jonathan seemed like an apex predator, evoking instinctive awe and fear from Nixon.

Nixon trembled at first, but soon, all the awe and fear in his heart were replaced by madness. Nixon said with a cunning smirk, "You do love her, don't you?"

Jonathan frowned.

"What did she do to make you cherish her so

family claimed you were cold and heartless, incapable of understanding love. Have

dazed, incapable of hearing his words. Thus, he didn't hesitate to

tenor of Jonathan's breath hinted at an imminent threat. He was angry and very much

Jonathan in such an angry and terrified

thing, Uncle Jonathan. When you fall in love, she becomes your vulnerability. Having the formidable Jonathan's vulnerability in my control

echoed in the

to hear what Nixon was saying. Despite her efforts, she could only maintain

sent a

words and actions. Yet, with Rose in Nixon's clutches, Jonathan refrained from acting recklessly. Nixon wasn't wrong. Jonathan had developed feelings for Rose, making her his

overlooked many vulnerabilities. If someone like Nixon could

seemed to

replaced by Nixon's shocked exclamation, "Oh my... Rose! How did you... How could

quickly

Nixon offered no reply.

sharp edge had pierced

crimson hue intensified the madness in Nixon's eyes. "Silly woman, I'll be heartbroken if you hurt yourself

to be

awareness. The moment she caught the utterance of "heartbroken", an

urgently called over the phone, but Nixon had somehow muted the speakerphone,

was Jonathan

walked over and crouched next to

he deliberately drew closer, even

all this blood. What should we do? Does it hurt? Look at you, sweating from