Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 649 She's Pregnant

Rose looked at Lizzie lying in the hospital bed. Lizzie's eyes had a wild look, and even the slightest smile would pull at her wounds, causing her to grimace in pain.

Yet, Lizzie continued to laugh uncontrollably. She was feeling triumphant and mocking.

She took pride in how she single-handedly ruined so many people, and was now mocking them for being pitiful and pathetic after being played by her.

Rose felt her anger intensifying. She gazed at Lizzie and slowly spoke amidst Lizzie's laughter. "You don't love him!"

Lizzie was speechless, and her laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Lizzie's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to a triumphant expression. "I love him more than any of you do!"

Rose scoffed. "Really? You say you love him, but you're willing to put him in danger and let him die? Is that what you call love?

"It's just your distorted way of thinking. You're angry because he doesn't like you. Because he doesn't think you're good enough. All you've done is to vent that twisted resentment. This... is truly pitiful."

Rose's voice sounded cool and calm.

Lizzie looked at her, and at that moment, she actually thought that the way Rose was looking at her was just like how Jonathan used to look at her long ago.

What kind of look was that? It wasn't so much disdain as it was indifference, as if no matter what she did, she would never catch his attention.

Being ignored like that drove her crazy. It filled her with dissatisfaction and left her feeling unwilling to accept the situation.

"That's not true. You're making things up!" Lizzie shouted fiercely.

Rose chuckled softly. "You know better than anyone if I'm speaking nonsense."

Lizzie felt anxious now.

"No, no. I love him. I love him so much. What you're saying is nonsense. It's completely untrue," Lizzie muttered to herself.

It seemed as if by repeatedly emphasizing her points, she could somehow forget the things Rose had just said.

Yet, the more she did so, the more deeply those words were etched in her mind.

She could only keep repeating it over and over again.

Rose bluntly confronted her by saying, "The truth is, deep down, you always knew you didn't love him, but you just didn't want to admit it!"

"No! That's not true!"

"Yes, you're just a twisted person. You've done so many evil things, and you already know that if Jonathan finds out about them, he'll only hate you more and

with you,"

oppressive momentum seemed to push down on

"no", and in her agitation, she even started tearing at the bandages

blood immediately started flowing from the back of her hand. The vivid red looked

sympathy, then what

a saint. She couldn't bring herself to feel any sympathy for

No..." Lizzie seemed to have lost her mind, frantically

the hospital bed. The pain

continued

with disdain, took Rose by the hand, and said, "Let's go. This woman is crazy. Since she's crazy, she should

last comment at

behalf of Lizzie

Rose furrowed her brows.

place" Eleanor was referring to when she mentioned it. Regardless of whether Lizzie was actually mad, getting sent

a deep breath and turned

then, Lizzie suddenly called out

paused slightly in her steps but

Jonathan. Do you want to hear it?" Lizzie asked, exhausted and sweaty from

Rose frowned.

Lizzie added, "What? Are you scared? Or do

She had already come here today, so there was nothing to

boldly, she looked down at

to say is for you to hear only." Lizzie gestured to

in with her ear close to

her ear Jonathan... even if he's not dead

speaking, she burst into uncontrollable

grim. "How could you... how could you

at Lizzie. With those words echoing in her mind, she felt her emotions surge, making her feel

Eleanor exclaim,

the next instant, Rose fell to the ground, unable to hear

Rose had a dream.

she had very little sleep, let alone time

earlier that she could meet Jonathan in

smiling gently at her. She watched him make breakfast for her and saw the

voice came through

to disturb her dream, and in it,

expression was gloomy, and when she approached to call him, his

at her with such unfamiliarity as if

her briefly and then turned and

but there was no response, and