Honey, You're a Billionaire?

I Did Not Think About Anything

Perhaps the photos delivered great vibes, Jonathan looked particularly handsome. His figure and face were in her aesthetic favor,

Several times, she had turned over a photo. Nevertheless, she couldn't help but look back at the photo to carefully observe the details. Her heartbeat accelerated in the process of choosing. After a while, she finally struggled to choose one. When she was about to confirm, she saw him standing not far behind her when she turned around,

His tall body was leaning against the wall. His focusing gaze fixed on her. As their eyes met, Rose's breath tightened for a moment.

She guiltily averted her eyes and said, "What are you looking at?"

Her tone was vicious. He had disappeared just now. Why did he suddenly appear again? Had he been looking at her?

Thinking about the process of selecting photos, she became more and more nervous.

She had her back turned to him, so he wouldn't see the nymphomaniacal look on her face when she was immersed in the photo. The smile in Jonathan's eyes grew stronger.

He was indeed looking at her admiring him. Regardless of whether she remembered the past or not, she liked his appearance very much. When did he rely on his appearance completely? The smile on his face didn't diminish as he strode forward and suddenly hugged Rose.

"Ah..." Rose exclaimed and held his collar. "What are you doing?"

He didn't answer her but carried her to the room. What was he going to do? Rose suddenly remembered that night, when he hugged her to sleep all night. He was going to ...

She somehow thought about the extremely handsome faces in the photos just now. Under the suit, he must have an excellent figure. Wide waist, narrow hip, and abs ...

"Ah..."

Realizing what she was thinking, she couldn't help but exclaim.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jonathan suddenly stopped. He stared at the blushing woman in his arms with a teasing smile, as if he knew what she was thinking.

"I'm not thinking about anything," Rose hurriedly explained.

She covered her face to avoid her eyes and buried her whole head in his arms. She was indeed giving herself away. Jonathan let out a low chuckle. The vibrations in his chest reached her ears at close range. In such a situation, Rose could only throw caution to the wind. It didn't matter if he teased her as she was already embarrassed.

Jonathan only paused for a moment while holding her in his arms, then moved forward again, Rose's

head was buried in his chest.

He was only wearing a shirt. She could feel the temperature of his skin through a thin layer of fabric. Suddenly, some scenes flashed in her mind. Two figures overlapped...

The scene flashed so fast that she couldn't catch it. Then, she heard Jonathan's low voice.

"Get down."

She was confused for a moment. After coming back to her senses, she realized that she was being carried into the bathroom when her feet touched the ground.

There was water in the bathtub, and the rose petals on the water added a bit of beauty to the scene. Before she could figure out the situation in front of her, a big hand unbuttoned her clothes one by one. When she came back to her senses, a large part of her chest was exposed.

Out of shock, she pushed Jonathan hard and covered her chest as she stammered, "What ... What are you doing?!"

"You stink as you haven't showered in a few days."

After being pushed away, Jonathan took a step forward after retreating. His tone was extremely calm, s if there was no trace of desire. He was just frowning and talking about a fact with some disgust. Rose, who should have blamed him for taking advantage of her, couldn't help but raise her hand and smell herself. She indeed stank. Even she found herself smelly, let alone others. Nevertheless... She looked at the person in front of her, who was unbuttoning her clothes again. After a while, he threw her clothes aside.

She wanted to say something, but Jonathan said calmly, "It's inconvenient for you as your hand is injured."

He was helping her because she had difficulty with her hand.

"If it's infected after getting wet, you have to go to the hospital again..." He sighed slowly.

Rose didn't want to go to the hospital anymore, but even so, it was not appropriate for him to help her

in this way. Nevertheless, the way he looked at her showed no trace of desire.

It was as if she was just an inanimate object in front of him. She couldn't help but wonder, if she drove him away, would she act too much? Would it appear that she was not appreciating his kindness? At that moment, he had helped her into the bathtub. She shrank into the water with her injured hand outside the bathtub. Jonathan seemed to be cleaning a "thing" instead of a person. Perhaps the temperature of the water made her feel too comfortable, at some point, he was massaging her acupuncture points. She felt a little drowsy and closed her eyes unknowingly. Little did she know that the moment she closed her eyes, there seemed to be fire burning in

Jonathan's eyes. However, he managed to suppress it. After washing and putting her on the bed, Jonathan sighed.

No one knew how much torture it was just now. Upon seeing that Rose seemed to be sleeping particularly peacefully, a hint of indulgence flashed in his eyes..

After a while, he left the room and took a cold shower. Still unable to suppress the restlessness in his body, he went to the balcony to blow in the cold wind

On the balcony, he saw a familiar luxury car downstairs. Miles... Wasn't he gone? He frowned as he picked up his coat and went out.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

The car window fell as there was a knock on the window. When Miles saw Jonathan, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Want to have a drink?" Jonathan asked.

Miles opened the car door. Half an hour later, the two of them took a few bottles of beer and sat on a bench. It was late at night.

As the light shone on them, the empty beer bottles were scattered beside them. The two men had known each other since they were young, but they hadn't drunk together for many years. "Haha..."

Miles suddenly laughed in a low voice, as if he was teasing himself. He recalled that time he and Rose made an appointment to go to her house for dinner, and were later blocked by Jonathan's people. Another time was at Young Estate where Jonathan suddenly appeared. He and Rose... Why didn't he realize it?

"You must be laughing at me."

He crushed a beer can. The snap was particularly clear.

"I don't have time to laugh at you."

Jonathan took a sip of beer. He was thinking about Rose. He always only had Rose in his eyes. He didn't take others seriously. It's just that...

"I love Rose, and I don't want any more trouble. Miles, my feelings for Hariette have never been what you thought. Some things are just your obsessions. Besides, although you can't understand your feelings for Hariette, I can see it."

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