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What Kind of Wedding Ceremony Do You Desire

What Kind of Wedding Ceremony Do You Desire

Finley didn't understand Jonathan's intentions-why would he double his salary?

Before he could figure it out, Jonathan coughed lightly on the other end of the phone and said, "I didn't mean to yell at you earlier. Rose... she fainted."

Finley took some time to regain his composure after Jonathan's surprising explanation. The moment he heard 'Rose fainted," his demeanor immediately turned serious. "Is Mrs. Finch okay?"

His tone was deeply concerned, without any pretense. Jonathan was surprised by his concern for Rose, a hint of danger flickering in his eyes, tinged with a hint of jealousy.

But in the next moment, Finley quickly explained, "Mrs. Finch is the person Mr. Finch cares about the most. If anyone harms her, I won't spare them!"

Jonathan's menacing expression eased as he stated, "Well, let's start with those who took advantage of the situation with Celeste Jewels due to the Youngs." "Understood, Mr. Finch."

Finley accepted the order as if the emotional outburst moments ago had never happened. He felt a surge of passion within. Those who dared to trouble Mrs. Finch wouldn't receive any mercy from him. Even the Youngs weren't considered significant by the Finches.

When Jonathan returned to the room, Rose was lying on the bed, frowning and seemingly murmuring.

She was murmuring something, but Jonathan couldn't discern the words, but her demeanor seemed especially troubled.

He furrowed his brow as he stepped forward, placing his hand on her forehead. Sensing her normal temperature, he eased his concern slightly. However, her murmuring continued.

Jonathan leaned toward her mouth, just about hearing what she was murmuring.

"Mom... don't... danger.

Her murmurs were indeed due to Celeste's accident report. Rose was having a dream where it poured rain, soaking everything around.

She stood alone in the rain, clutching a stuffed toy, surrounded by mist. Unable to see anything, she felt -extreme fear, panicked, and helpless. Suddenly, someone called her name.

"Rose... Rose...

As the voice became clearer, Rose followed it and saw a woman.

"Mom!" she called out in delight.

The rain and fog in front of her gradually cleared, and she finally saw her surroundings. She stood on one side of the sidewalk, her mother waving at her from across the road,

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What Kind of Wedding Ceremony Do You Desire

As her mother was about to run towards her, a large vehicle dashed out from the rain and mist. The car spéd recklessly, not slowing down in the slightest, seemingly on the verge of hitting her mother. "Mom, watch out!" Rose shouted in horror, and an instant, there was a loud crash as her mom was thrown away by the impact.

She stared numbly at the corpse lying on the ground, continuously oozing blood, while a man's laughter echoed in her ears.

Rose followed the laughter and glanced over to see a familiar figure in the car that had hit her mom. Jamie Shaffer!

Jamie laughed smugly, appearing pleased that her mother had finally died, but also seemed to be mocking her. Witnessing her mother's death in front of her, Rose couldn't do anything.

Rose's face was drenched, unable to tell if it was from rain or tears. Amidst Jamie's laughter, there gradually appeared a burst of additional laughter.

It was a woman's laughter, and when Rose glanced over, she saw Chelsea's face twisted expression. The scene suddenly changed, and it looked like Chelsea sped up, instantly reaching her and grabbing her by the neck. Rose struggled to catch her breath, fighting hard, but Chelsea's hand tightened more.

Finally, she laughed madly, "Rose, if you're dead, and everything will belong to Kelly..."

"Ah!" Rose suddenly shouted, waking up abruptly from her dream surrounded by darkness.

Rose's face was beaded with sweat as she recollected the dream's scenario, feeling deeply shaken. As she felt frightened, a large palm soothed her forehead,

Rose was startled and almost instinctively flinched, raising her hand to strike. There was a clear and crisp "snap. Jonathan only felt a pang on his face, yet he didn't feel angry at all.

Sensing Rose's fright, he gripped her wrist and quickly spoke to reassure her, "Rose, it's me."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The familiar voice caused a slight startle in Rose. Did she just hit her star escort husband?

"I'm sorry," Rose instinctively apologized, realizing she had acted too forceful and unforgiving

Recalling the crisp sound, she must have struck hard. In the dark, she reached out to feel Jonathan's cheek.

"I didn't know...

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt," Jonathan said, smoothing Rose's hair that had fallen around her ears. "You were dreaming, whatever you dreamt, it's just a dream."

Rose looked dazed and couldn't help but ask herself, "Was it just a dream?"

The feelings in the dream were incredibly vivid, and the dream scenes seemed to match the truth about her mom's accident.

How could it possibly be just a dream? Rose thought of the things represented by every word and line In

that document.

In front of her Star escort husband at this moment, the emotions she had been holding back finally

What Kind of Wedding Ceremony Do You Desire

collapsed completely.

Rose rushed into the embrace of her Star escort husband, tears falling continuously.

Jonathan understood the reason behind her tears. He held Rose close, softly caressing her back with his large palm, remaining silent.

He stayed by her side, understanding that if she desired to talk or pour her heart out, she would speak up. The air was tranquil, the atmosphere serene.

Rose, worn out from tears, had her face against Jonathan's chest. She suddenly sensed the dampness on Jonathan's chest, feeling awkward. She thought of getting up to let him change his clothes. Perhaps due to crying until fainted, she swayed as she tried to get up. Suddenly, she fell onto him once more in the next moment.

Her lips touched his. Rose paused for a moment in the darkness, realizing and sensing the rising ambiguity in the air.

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swallowed nervously and attempted to get up again, but this time, Jonathan didn't give her another

chance.

Jonathan held her wrist, their bodies pressing against each other, as the darkness enveloped them, hinting at something intimate. On that night, Jonathan was unusually wild.

Rose fell tiredly into his embrace, catching his murmurs in her ear, "Rose, what kind of wedding ceremony do you desire?"

Wedding Ceremony? Rose was taken aback at his words. Once the wedding ceremony is done, their marriage won't merely be an arrangement.

"What's going on in that head of yours? You're not trying to shirk responsibility, are you?" Jonathan queried, biting Rose's shoulder with apparent dissatisfaction.

His words left Rose speechless. That sounded a bit peculiar, didn't it?

"I've given you the ring and myself. You can't simply use me up and cast me away!"

Jonathan's tone was filled with bitterness. Rose felt a wave of dizziness. What was he talking about?

"Honey, please don't leave me hanging, okay? I promise I'll do everything you say. If you want to go east, won't go west. I can fulfill all your desires, and I won't slack off!" Rose blushed with embarrassment, feeling increasingly lost with Jonathan's out-of-place words.

"Honey..."

Worried that he might say something even more embarrassing, Rose swiftly turned around and bit his lips, stopping any further words from escaping.