Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 543 Cares About Him

At that moment, Rose was standing near the edge of the road, close to the crosswalk. Just beyond it lay the parking lot. She waited for the traffic light to turn green, but she remained frozen in place even when it did. Her attention was fixed on a car speeding toward her, growing faster and seemingly out of control. It mounted the curb and headed straight for her.

Her instincts screamed at her to move and to get out of the way. But in that terrifying moment, her body refused to respond. She was paralyzed, rooted to the spot as the car hurtled toward her. "Am I going to die?" The chilling thought flashed through her mind.

"Rosie!" A frantic voice pierced through her terror.

It was Miles, shouting her name in a desperate attempt to alert her to the danger. But Rose was already acutely aware of the threat. Her body, however, remained unresponsive.

As the car closed in on her, she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the inevitable collision. Some irrational part of her hoped that closing her eyes might somehow make the pain less real.

A powerful force slammed into her, but instead of the hard impact of a car, she felt the warm presence of a person.

Rose found herself on the ground, but instead of the searing pain she had expected, she felt nothing. Instead, a deep, pained groan reached her ears.

Her eyes snapped open to a familiar face twisted in agony above her. Despite the pain etched on his features, his expression softened immediately as he began frantically checking her over, making sure she was unharmed. "Are you hurt? Did the car hit you?" he asked, his voice laced with worry even as his hands carefully examined her for injuries.

Stunned, Rose stared at Jonathan, her mind struggling to catch up with the situation.

"Are you hurt? Where does it hurt?" Jonathan's face grew increasingly anxious and concerned as Rose remained silent. "Come on. Tell me where it hurts?"

His tone had softened, almost as if he were coaxing her. Finally, Rose snapped back to her senses, and she managed to find her voice.

"I'm fine," she assured him.

However, her attention swiftly shifted to Jonathan's well-being, and she anxiously checked him for any signs of injury.

"What about you? Are you injured?" she asked.

"Let me see..." she insisted, her hands moving over his arms, shoulders, and chest in search of wounds. She had heard that pained groan earlier and was certain it had come from Jonathan.

Her worry was evident, and Jonathan, seeing the distress in her eyes, hesitated briefly before smiling. Rose blinked. She couldn't understand what he was smiling about.

"Tell me, are you hurt?" she asked again, more urgently this time, but Jonathan's grin only grew wider.

his reaction. Just as she was about to demand an explanation, Jonathan pulled her into

she froze, and Jonathan's voice reached her

thoughts came to a standstill as she tried to make sense of his words.

about me, wifey?" Jonathan

so it was only natural that she would be concerned for his well-being.

twist my concern into something else entirely?"

instead. If anything had happened to you... I can't even fathom what I would have done." He held her closer as if reaffirming to himself that she was truly safe in his arms. "Fortunately, fate must have

the distressing event. With Rose securely in his embrace, his heart gradually

unscathed, Rose relaxed into his arms, allowing him to hold her without resistance. His heartfelt words echoed in her mind, causing a surge of emotions. Meanwhile, not far away, others were processing the same shocking event,

dispel her own suspicions and gain Miles' trust, and now, the agony was

had literally dropped her to the ground, discarding her like a meaningless object

abandonment and desperate sprint toward Rose replayed on a torturous loop in her mind, each recollection amplifying the throbbing ache in her

car had ultimately failed to hit Rose. Jonathan had intervened, rescuing

her fists, her nails biting into her palms as she bitterly observed the frenzied activity unfolding nearby. Jonathan's assistants had swiftly apprehended the driver and were now forcefully extracting him from the car. "Useless," Harriette seethed under her breath, her frustration and anger reaching a

ultimately, the plan failed..."

on her, Harriette's gaze shifted back to Miles. "Is today's plan doomed to fail? And if so, what will

Harriette was now certain that despite Miles' affection and care for "Harriette", his feelings

and soul into transforming herself into an entirely different person. She couldn't allow herself to lose to Rose once

deep

pretend. The pain in her voice was all too real, making Ker seem even more pitiable

saw Harriette struggling to get up from the ground. "Etta..." He rushed to her

her. I understand, and I'm not angry. It's just that..." She winced, glancing at her injured leg. "It seems the pain has

deepened, his guilt nearly

yourself," Harriette insisted, knowing that the more she soothed him, the more his guilt would

remorse if she had any hope of diverting his attention from Rose to

expected, Miles appeared even more guilt-ridden. He looked at Harriette as if making

Without giving anything away, she subtly glanced

Rose and Jonathan had gotten up and crossed the street, hand in hand. Their silhouette seemed to taunt Harriette, fueling the bitterness in

flicker of anticipation danced in her heart. Despite her eagerness, Harriette averted her gaze.

oblivious to the events transpiring behind him. "Of course," he replied, preparing to turn around. However, before he could move, a commotion

"Ah! Someone's been stabbed!"

"There's so much blood!"