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.

do to make you cherish her so much? You

you're willing to give it away. Haha! Even the Finch family claimed you were cold and heartless, incapable of understanding

cast a glance at Rose, assured that she remained dazed, incapable of

breath hinted at an imminent threat. He was angry and very

Jonathan in such an angry

"Falling in love is a delightful thing, Uncle Jonathan. When you fall in love, she

in

efforts, she could only maintain consciousness. His words were all a

sent a shiver down her

Rose in Nixon's clutches, Jonathan refrained from acting recklessly. Nixon wasn't wrong. Jonathan had developed feelings for

in protecting Rose, Jonathan now realized he had overlooked many vulnerabilities. If someone like Nixon could endanger Rose, what about the other threats from

flawless face remained calm. The air seemed to retain only the echoes

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

quickly

Nixon offered no reply.

a piece of metal. Its sharp edge had pierced her thigh, blood seeping out. Strangely, she appeared impervious to the

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

claimed to be heartbroken,

caught the utterance of "heartbroken", an overwhelming

over the phone, but Nixon had somehow muted the speakerphone, rendering Rose unable to

it was Jonathan on the other

walked over and crouched next to

disgust in her eyes was evident, but Nixon paid no attention. Instead, he deliberately drew closer, even extending his

tender. "Look at all this blood. What should we do? Does it hurt? Look at you, sweating from the pain. It must be very painful. But it's okay. I'll make you forget