Billionire 160
His Sudden Appearance
Smiling, Rose left the room. Nixon noticed the word husband" on her phone. Then he heard her answer the call from behind.
"Hubby."
Her voice was sweet and affectionate. It was as if she wanted to tell Nixon and the others that she was happy in her married life and that they should all keep their distance.
Frowning, Nixon looked to Chloe for help. Yet Chloe had a dark expression and didn't say a word. She looked at Kelly with disdain, as if she were channeling all her resentment toward the latter. Once Rose was far away, Chloe pointed fingers and voiced her contempt.
"If it weren't for some woman back then, Nixon and Rose would have been married a long time ago. If that person had any self-awareness, she should have stayed far away and not appeared in our sight."
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She seemed to have forgotten her original plan of sending Rose to Jonathan to secure a better future for the Lane family.
Hearing that, Kelly felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she couldn't bear to stay any longer. She quickly ran out of the room. *Kelly."
"Do you want to lose everything, Nixon?"
Nixon wanted to go after her, but he reconsidered when Chloe threatened him. Chloe gave him a stern warning.
"You're not allowed to have any further contact with Kelly. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
Nixon clenched his teeth.
"I know, Grandma."
After Rose called him "hubby", Jonathan was stunned for a moment. It had been a long time since he had heard her use that term. But soon, he realized that she wouldn't say that without a reason. "What happened?" he asked with concern.
Without beating around the bush, Rose replied, "Nothing. I just needed your name to fend off some disgusting people."
Jonathan was left speechless. He wondered if he should be grateful that he was still useful to her.
Do you need me to intervene?"
He was more than willing.
However, Rose immediately declined, saying, "No, no.
While they were speaking, she had already walked into the restaurant lobby and spotted Anastasia waving
at her.
She muttered to Jonathan, "I have something to take care of. I'll talk to you later."
Rose hung up, leaving Jonathan eager to see her.
"Where are you?"
He sent her a text. Rose had just returned to her seat and noticed Jonathan's message. Yet she didn't respond to it. After waiting for a while and receiving no reply, Jonathan decided to call her. When Rose saw his call, she was startled, and her body trembled.
"Rosie, what's wrong? You've been away for a while. Has something happened?"
Anastasia glanced at Rose's phone and, from her reaction, deduced that it was Jonathan calling. Without hesitation, she redirected Rose's attention.
As expected, Rose hurriedly hung up the call. Somewhat absentmindedly, she replied, "I ran into a few familiar faces and chatted with them. Sorry to keep you waiting, Ms. Young."
She subconsciously used "Ms. Young", which triggered another protest from Anastasia.
"Did you forget again? I'm your sister now. Just call me Ana."
Yet Rose couldn't bring herself to address Anatasia so intimately, so she just smiled politely. Anastasia sensed Rose's caution and didn't press any further.
However, after just a minute, Jonathan's call came again.
Remembering her promise to him that she would answer his calls at any time, Rose felt a bit uneasy. But the fact that his new sponsor was sitting across from her made the situation extremely weird. Just as Rose was grappling with her thoughts, Anastasia said with a smile, 'Go ahead and take the call. We're all family here."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
The word "family" further weirded Rose out, but she didn't dwell on it and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"I want to see you." Jonathan's voice was deep and seductive.
Rose had just taken a sip of water to disguise her unease. But his unexpected words caught her off guard. She was so surprised that she spat out the water in her mouth.
The water dampened the table in front of her and her dress.
"Rosie, your clothes are wet."
Anastasia immediately rose to her feet and came closer. At the other end of the call, Jonathan heard the commotion. He was about to inquire about what was happening when the call abruptly ended. "Sorry, it was an accident."
Rose held her phone tightly, afraid that Anastasia might notice that the caller was Jonathan. Alas, Anastasia still caught a glimpse of the contact name on her phone-star escort husband. When she recalled Jonathan using "wifey" as Rose's contact name, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.
Smiling-she said, "Rosie, something came up. I need to go now. You can take a cab back later." Before Rose could respond, Anastasia had already turned away. As she turned, her smile disappeared. Rose was left perplexed. She wasn't dumb. Anastasia's claim that something came up was an excuse. Did Anastasia discover something?
At this thought, Rose frowned. She wondered what was wrong with herself. Why did she act like at homewrecker? After all, she and Jonathan were husband and wife in name.
With a deep breath, Rose cleared her mind and prepared to continue her meal. However, Jonathan's phone call interrupted her once again.
"Where are you?" he asked directly.
By this time, he had already left Finch Building and was on his way to find Rose.
Since Anastasia had left, Rose responded without any reservations, "Garden restaurant in Aquastead
Hotel."
"Wait for me," Jonathan instructed, and then hung up the phone.
Rose glanced at her phone but didn't think much of his words.
After a busy morning of work and the earlier commotion, she was indeed quite hungry. So she asked for a waiter and placed her order to satisfy her hunger.
20 minutes later, Rose was enjoying her meal when a familiar figure walked past her and took a seat across from her. She looked up and almost spat out the juice in her mouth when she saw the man. Thankfully, she managed to regain her composure and swallow the juice.
"Why.. Why are you here?"
"I told you, I wanted to see you. I also told you to wait for me."
Jonathan stared at Rose with a tinge of sadness. Did she not take his words seriously, or did she have no expectations of him at all? Knowing that it was the latter, Jonathan sighed inwardly.
His gaze toward Rose gradually carried a hint of grievance.
"I'm hungry."
Rose didn't know what to say, and the corner of her lips twitched. Hungry? Couldn't he order food for himself? However, Jonathan stared at her and then at the food in front of her, as if saying, "Feed me!" Rose instinctively refused in her mind and was about to call a waiter over for him.
But as she was about to speak, Jonathan seemed to see through her thoughts. He didn't give her a chance and bluntly made his request.
"I want to eat yours. Feed me