Honey, You're a Billionaire?

He Did Not Want to Mistreat Her

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If it weren't for the wall in front of her, Kelly would have undoubtedly fallen flat on her face. Behind her,

the door slammed shut.

She couldn't fathom why the effects of the drug in Jonathan's body seemed to have taken hold. Furthermore, he had mistaken her as Rose, hadn't he?

She had no idea how things could go like this. Gritting her teeth, she stomped her foot vehemently as she looked at the closed door.

Inside the room, Jonathan was leaning against the door. He realized that the sensations in his body weren't simply the result of intoxication.

The heat coursing through his body was reminiscent of that night with Rose. Had he been drugged? Thinking about the woman, his eyes landed on the wine bottle on the table, solidifying his suspicions.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath.

Then, he entered the bathroom, intending to cool down his fiery sensations with cold water. Meanwhile, at Zenwood Gardens, Rose was busy packing her belongings.

She had handed the divorce agreement to her star escort husband. Although they were sharing the house and she had paid the rental, it still felt awkward to keep living under the same roof.

She had been searching for a new place to live. Thankfully, there had been no news from Jonathan during this period. It seemed like he had forgotten her.

Hence, she felt that finding a new place shouldn't pose any obstacles. As she was packing her clothes, her phone rang. It was her star escort husband calling. For some reason, seeing the word "hubby" made her feel uneasy. After answering the call, she edited the

contact name from 'star escort husband" to "star escort ex-husband".

"Hello?" she cautiously asked as there was no response for a while.

However, no answer came. She was certain that the call was connected. Just as she was about to speak, the man's voice sounded from the other end of the line.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Rose..."

"Yes?"

-Upon hearing her voice, the flames that had been extinguished in his body earlier ignited again, even

more fiercely than before.

He said in a husky voice, "Come over."

Rose was puzzled.

Elysian."

Jonathan had only uttered a word before abruptly hanging up. In the darkness, he couldn't help but self- mockingly smile. He had briefly considered asking her to come here.

However, he soon realized that she had wanted to distance herself from him, there's no way for her to

come over.

Moreover, given his current condition, her return would only lead to him mistreating her, in which he refused to do so.

He took a deep breath and returned to the bathroom to douse himself with cold water to cool off his overheated body. On the other side, Rose sat lost in thought as she stared at the hung-up phone.

She knew where Jonathan was even if he didn't tell her the full address. They had spent their first night at Elysian Hotel.

What was he doing there? His voice earlier seemed to suggest that something had happened. She called him back, but there was no answer. Her worry grew.

After some hesitation, she decided to go to Elysian Hotel.

Room 602. Jonathan emerged from the bathroom, wearing only a towel around his waist. The cold water had somewhat alleviated the heat in his body.

Perhaps the noise from the bathroom had drowned out the ringing of his phone earlier. Seeing Rose's missed call on his phone, he immediately answered it.

"Hello?"

Before he could continue, Rose's voice came through on the other end.

"Open the door!"

Her voice was breathless, causing Jonathan to be taken aback.

"Open the door!" she repeated.

Jonathan snapped back to reality. He approached the door and opened it. At the door, Rose looked anxious. As if she had rushed there, her hair slightly disheveled.

Their eyes met. Jonathan stood there, momentarily stunned. Rose approached him, concerned.

"Are you okay? Your voice on the phone sounded strange. I called you multiple times, and you didn't

answer..."

Her worry was palpable, and her hands were gripping him, one checking for injuries on his body Every touch was a deadly temptation for Jonathan. "Rose..." he stared at her and suddenly spoke.

"Yes?"

Rose raised her head to meet his gaze. She was startled by the fiery intensity in his eyes. It was as if he wanted to devour her