Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 471 Jonathan Is Acting Weird

Rose was rendered mute, reeling from the unexpected assertion that Jonathan, the revered and feared head of the Finch family, could be considered pitiful. She reckoned she must have misheard Ezra's words. But the confusion wasn't limited to Rose alone. The man standing at the door, having arrived at an uncertain point in the conversation, also raised a brow.

"I'm pitiful?" he mused.

"Isn't he pitiful?" Ezra queried, his eyes sparkling with mirth as he observed Rose's reaction. "The woman he loves only appreciates his face. If he were to lose it, wouldn't he also lose her affection?"

Rose was momentarily taken aback. The statement seemed somewhat logical. However, she quickly focused on the phrase "the woman he loves", but decided to intentionally ignore it almost as if fearing to confront the idea. Nonetheless, Ezra's claim that she was only interested in Jonathan's physical appearance didn't sound right to her.

Without much thought, Rose immediately retorted, "Who said it's just about his face?"

Ezra was intrigued. "Oh?"

He looked at Rose, his gaze inviting her to elaborate. For some reason, facing him made Rose feel incredibly at ease.

She pictured Jonathan in her mind, trying to summarize why she liked more than just his face. Memories of her moments with Jonathan flashed through Rose's mind. She pondered what else she liked about him beyond his face. She mused, "Was it the way he gazed intently into my eyes? Or perhaps the sense of security and comfort I experienced while wrapped in his arms?"

For a while, Rose remained silent. However, her expression and an involuntary joyful smile made it clear to Ezra that her feelings for Jonathan were far from superficial.

"Jonathan..." Ezra wanted to say something but stopped short. The atmosphere in the ward grew tranquil, punctuated only by the soft breathing of the two occupants.

At the door, Jonathan, who had been on the verge of entering, abruptly retreated from the ward's vicinity.

"Mr. Finch, why did you come out? Isn't Mrs. Finch inside?" Leonard questioned, glancing toward the room.

The bodyguards had confirmed Rose's presence inside, so it made little sense for Jonathan not to visit her.

Finley exchanged a look, both observing that something seemed

it implied. It seemed to him

he wandered forward until he halted in front of a reflective glass pane. He scrutinized

as if looking in a

Jonathan, who typically couldn't care less about his appearance. His sudden fixation on his features was both baffling and concerning. Suddenly, Jonathan's voice broke the silence.

both Leonard and Finley, their hearts skipping a

too thin? They

exchanged wide-eyed glances, shock evident in their

it make me look unapproachable?" Jonathan persisted, prompting Leonard and Finley's expressions to mirror those of having seen

proposed, "Should I find a top-notch plastic surgeon?" Unable to bear it any longer,

couldn't take much more of this bizarre

is already perfect. You don't need a

even more exceptional than Mr. Jameson's.

They couldn't help but wonder what

the glass,

nodded vigorously. "Yes.

frowned, about to say something more, when Leonard swiftly interjected,

adores your face just as it is. If you alter it and she no longer

rang true-Rose cherished his face in its current state. The risk of changing it and potentially inciting her disapproval loomed

out a deep

instructed Leonard, Hire a reliable facial care expert for me. No matter

thought his face needed to remain precisely as Rose

and Finley's faces, Jonathan turned his thoughts to another pressing concern-Eleanor had

Recognizing his grandmother's