Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Hallucination Or Reality

Rose's cheeks flushed, visibly pausing for a moment.

But then, she felt extremely dizzy and asked, "Husband? What husband?"

Rose glanced at her phone, yet her vision remained hazy. Weariness washed over her, and she settled into the couch, her breathing gradually calming. The phone screen remained on the call. Jonathan's expression turned serious.

"Rose?"

He called out multiple times but received no reply. He knew Rose must have passed out from being drunk!

He was genuinely concerned that she had no one to care for her. Jonathan eventually endured the pain and called for Finley.

"Mr. Finch?" Finley stepped into the bedroom, greeted by the sight of Jonathan bare-chested. Then came Jonathan's instructions, "Fetch me the bodyguard's attire."

His sudden request left Finley momentarily speechless.

He hesitated for a second and promptly inquired, "Mr. Finch, why do you need the bodyguard's attire?"

"I asked you to fetch it, so just do it. Hurry up, why so much unnecessary talk?" Jonathan's mind was filled with concern for Rose being drunk and unattended. He wished he could be by her side rightContent rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

away.

He suddenly recalled the assassination attempt earlier today, his eyes darkening slightly as he instructed, 'Proceed with discretion."

Finley didn't dare to delay at all, quickly searching for the bodyguard's attire. Shortly after, a set consisting of a white shirt and a black suit was presented before Jonathan.

Jonathan dressed and issued instructions to Finley. Subsequently, Finley arranged for a handful of bodyguards to escort Jonathan to the underground parking lot.

Every bodyguard took their respective car and left the parking lot. Anastasia didn't return to Young Estate and instead stayed at the hotel.

"Ms. Young, a few bodyguards have just headed to the parking lot and left in their cars."

She intentionally bribed the hotel staff to receive Jonathan's real-time updates. This explains why she received a call when Jonathan left the presidential suite. Anastasia didn't pay much attention upon hearing it was just a few bodyguards leaving. The same news also reached Lucas at the hospital.

"Was it just the bodyguards who left?"

Clad in hospital attire, Lucas, having been shot alongside Jonathan by the assassin's two bullets, fell

into the exact scenario Finley had predicted-the gunshot wound was merely a ploy to evade responsibility

After the assassination attempt a few months ago, the Sutton family's influence has been completely uprooted by Jonathan.

Regalia dared not make any further moves, but they never relented in their intent to kill Jonathan The reason for Lucas coming to Aquastead was also to deal with Jonathan.

"Yes, just the bodyguards," the assistant said, and right after, a message pinged on his phone. He immediately reported, "And several vehicles returned to Aquastead of just a minute ago." "Understood," the assistant complied

Meanwhile, they were unaware that Jonathan had returned to his residence in Zenwood Gardens. The moment he pushed the door open, the room was engulfed in the scent of alcohol. Bottles littered the floor as Rosie lay sprawled on the couch Her tousled hair covered her entire head, devoid of any sense of beauty

Jonathan furrowed his brow walking over to the couch and crouching down. He swept aside her tousled hair, uncovering her slightly hushed cheeks

turbed her fummeed

It seems like Rose was disturbed, she furrowed her bow and murmured, "Hmm

Lying on her stomach, she felt uncomfortable. She attempted to turn over, but her body felt weak and

unresponsive

She barely raised her upper body before succumbing to weakness, collapsing once more. But in the next moment, someone gripped her shoulder

Rose turned dazedly. A handsome face entered her burred vision, resembling her star escort husband

However, her star escort husband was currently with a new client and couldn't possibly be here

She was drunk, this must be her hallucination

Rose managed to roll over and lie down with that support, but the figure in her hallucination didn't vanish. She furrowed her brow and instinctively reached out to pat his cheek

Rose and Jonathan fell into silence the found it odd that despite being a hallucination, the tactile sensation felt incredibly real Rose smiled and playfully pinched the handsome face again Jonathan remained silent Had she turned his face into a plaything? He was reaching for Roses hand when she suddenly furrowed her brow

Your face feels so hat......."

Her fingers brushed against his forehead, as though sensing her touch couldn't quite assess his temperature accurately

She swiftly sat upright, cupping Jonathan's face and bringing her forehead close to his. Rose was completely unaware of how enticing being in such proximity to Jonathan could be

A brief emptiness filled Jonathan's mind. She carefully sensed his temperature but failed to notice the deepening intensity in his gaze, akin to a dark abyss "You are fever"

Just as Rose was about to move back, a large palm suddenly gripped the back of her head.

She hadn't processed it yet when the attractive face in front of her leaned in, and their lips touched. The words she intended to speak were immediately stifled.

Her mind went blank for a moment. Rose snapped out of it, initially wanting to push away, but she suddenly changed her mind.

It was her hallucination, and if it was her hallucination, then she should be the one in control of everything!

She suddenly took the lead, and Jonathan was momentarily taken aback. In the next instant, she seemed almost angry as she fiercely bit his lip.

"Erm..."

Jonathan winced in pain, a faint taste of blood spreading in his mouth. The smile on his face was filled with indulgence, faint yet apparent.

Rose woke up early the next day with a splitting headache.

She realized she was in her room. Her brow furrowed involuntarily as she recollected getting drunk in the living room last night and falling onto the couch. She couldn't grasp how she found herself back in bed.

Rose made an effort to recall. When a few hazy glimpses appeared in her mind, her body stiffened for

a moment.

She quickly got out of bed and ran to the room of the star escort husband. The room was so tidy as if nobody had ever lived there.

"This must be a dream!"

Rose shook her head, swiftly heading to the bathroom to freshen up. She attempted to wash away the fragments of last night from her mind.

Meanwhile, in the presidential suite at Aquastead Hotel... The moment Zac heard about Jonathan's injury, he swiftly arrived with his doctor through the night.

However, Jonathan hadn't returned yet when he arrived. Two hours earlier, Jonathan finally returned. He collapsed unconscious just at the moment he walked in. Fortely, the doctor present immediately provided emergency aid upon confirming he fainted due

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doctor administered a cooling injection and changed the bandages after applying medication to the wound Jonathan finally regained consciousnes just a few minutes ago

Zac stood in front of the bed, looking at him strang

Jonathan felt his gaze, furrowing his brows and coldly stating. You can get lost now.

Get lost? How could Zac be willing to leave?

Zac still fixed his gaze on Jonathan. He was extremely worried about his friend's health and remarked. "How would you still act so recklessly with your body in such a state? Do you not care about your life?" Jonathan wore a puzzled expression, not understanding what he was saying. What was meant by "act so recklessly? What did he do?

Thinking about last night's kiss, Jonathan said somewhat guiltily, "I didn't do anything!"

Zac gave a meaningful smile. He knew that the evidence spoke louder than words, so he tumed and walked out of the room.

When he came back in, he had a mirror in his hand and tossed it to Jonathan.

"Take a look at yourself and see if you've done anything!"