Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 603 Those Grudges Were His Too

Ezra had to admit that it seemed rather surreal. After watching the figure work in the kitchen for so long, and even seemingly putting in extra effort into a single egg... He could confirm that person was indeed Jonathan. Was he making breakfast for Rose?

Ezra felt a little jealous. In all his life, he'd never tasted Jonathan's cooking.

He watched as Jonathan inspected the breakfast from every angle in the dining room. Finally, Ezra couldn't hold back and got up to approach him.

It was just breakfast. Was there really a need to fuss over it?

With a silent scoff, Ezra strode over and plopped himself down in front of the breakfast Jonathan had so carefully prepared.

Jonathan said nothing. Where had he come from? Didn't he...

"Why haven't you left?" Jonathan sounded unfriendly. "I gave you the keys to the car last night. If you don't want to drive, I'll call Leonard to come get you."

In short, it would be best if Ezra left his and Rose's home immediately.

Ezra felt a little hurt, but he was shameless. He pretended not to hear Jonathan's attempt to kick him out and didn't reply to Jonathan's statement.

He then picked up the utensils in front of him, ready to eat the breakfast. Jonathan, of course, wanted to stop him.

Jonathan didn't make it for Ezra. he made it for Rose, his wife.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Rose coming down the stairs.

"Wifey, you're awake." Jonathan greeted her eagerly. His eyes were glued to her. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer? Maybe skip the office today..." He had exhausted her last night, so he felt bad for her.

"No, I can't," she replied.

She couldn't hide that she was a little tired, but she had just taken over at the Youngs. With Miles going on vacation soon, she had a lot of work to handle. Her stomach growled when she smelled breakfast. Ezra heard it too.

Ezra, who was just about to eat the breakfast before him, glanced at Rose. He then pulled out his phone as if something urgent had come up and made a call.

He stood up and walked away from the table as he waited for the call to connect. The moment he left the table, Jonathan took Rose's hand and guided her to the dining room.

Go ahead. Try it." Jonathan sat

Rose trailed off. This

and eat it. He

stomach growled again. She felt a little awkward, so she

seated beside her as he stared at

sampling some of the other dishes. She recalled that Jonathan was still a beginner in cooking back in Aquastead. Yet, he had become this skilled in such a short time. Rose focused on eating while Jonathan watched her. His eyes were filled with unconcealed affection. Nearby, Ezra also watched, entranced. His manager's voice came through on the other end of the line. "Mr. Turner? Hello? Mr.

who had just woken up, was

had been a long time since Ezra had contacted him. He was thus

was silent when he picked up the phone. His manager was at a loss for

The fans are all asking when your break will be

absence, the company had told the public he was on vacation. Even

celebrity. His studio, company, and

silent. The manager wondered if Ezra had accidentally dialed

manager tried once

and gave his phone an

looked at the dark phone screen,

quickly put away his phone. In the dining

interrupted, so Ezra walked back in without hesitation. He then sat opposite

him warmly when she

now I'm a little hungry, but... I guess there's none left

his cautious expression looked

immediately comforted him by

on the table. One was hers, and one was

Jonathan. "There's more breakfast, right? I can make

"Oh, thank you..."

He could finally taste her cooking.

interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. "Of course there is!" he replied with a smile. "It's in the kitchen. I'll get

he was

Rose as he was returning to the kitchen. He shot Ezra a look that clearly told him

acted oblivious. He secretly lamented that he lost the chance to eat

he would have

breakfast. It consisted of a bowl of oatmeal, a cup of milk, and a few deformed heart-shaped