Honey, You're a Billionaire?

He Must Be Crazy

He Must Be Crazy

Rose was startled by the voice. She stood up and turned around. But there was a screen behind her. She could only vaguely see a man's back. When she was about to walk over, Mr. Finch's voice sounded again.

"Ms. Shaffer, please take the seat."

His voice was low and oppressive. She frowned after hearing that. Yet, she seemed relieved. It would be best if she didn't have to face him.

"Thank you."

She sat down and thanked him for the arrangement, which relaxed her. At least she was at a certain safe distance from him. Even if he wanted to do something bad, she would still have time to react.

Jonathan didn't know what she was thinking. He looked satisfied with the surrounding arrangements. Although he didn't like the colorful flowers, Rose must love them.

There was also a violinist here. He snapped his fingers to hint the violinist to play the violin. It was melodious and graceful, making the atmosphere more romantic. Rose, who was already relieved, suddenly felt nervous again. What did Mr. Finch mean?

She felt inexplicably uneasy. Even after the waiters served the dishes, she felt the exquisite and delicious food tasteless. It was as if every bite she took was poison. "Mr. Finch..."

Finally, she mustered the courage to speak. As soon as she called, he responded from behind her.

"Yes?"

Jonathan's tone softened unconsciously. But to her, it sounded like a big bad wolf smiling broadly at his prey. She shuddered inwardly. She took a deep breath "Mr. Finch, I know you helped me. Without you, I wouldn't have discovered the truth about my mother's death.

"I still need your help to make the murderer pay the price."

Her tone was serious. He put down his knife and fork.

"It's my pleasure to help you. Apart from this matter, I can help you solve everything in the future."

She felt even more uneasy and responded quickly, "No, thank you. That's enough."

He frowned. He wanted to show off, but it was so hurtful that she refused him hurriedly. Yet, her following sentences made him even more sad.

"Mr. Finch, I can do anything to repay you, but I'm married. I have a good relationship with my husband. We'll have a wedding soon."

Rose spoke very fast. She sat with her back to Mr. Finch behind the screen, but the violin sound had stopped at some point. Apart from her voice, she could only hear her heartbeat.

He Must Be Crazy

There was silence on the other side of the screen. She couldn't figure out his mood. Jonathan didn't know whether to be disappointed or laugh.

If he couldn't understand what she meant, he would ruin his reputation as Mr. Finch in the business world.

He was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you get along well with your husband?"

"Yes," she answered quickly.

As if she were a little slower, he could refute her. She believed Mr. Finch would put away those thoughts: when he heard that.

While she was thinking, he said again, "We can also get along well."

What did he mean? Was he interested in her? She felt a little panicked.

"I love my husband very much! I'll only love him for the rest of my life!" "Oh? Really?"

Jonathan raised his eyebrows, feeling strange and complicated. It was the first time he heard her say she loved him.

His heart beat wildly. If he were not Mr. Finch at this moment, he would hug her tightly and kiss her. But now, he was Mr. Finch, whom she didn't like!

For the first time, Jonathan felt that the identity of "Mr. Finch" was blocking his way.

"Yes."

Rose was firm. The figure of her star escort husband appeared in her mind. She didn't even notice that

she smiled.

"Tell me. What do you love about your husband?"

He put aside the frustration caused by the identity of "Mr. Finch" and waited for her answer with interest. What did she love about him?

"He's handsome."

Her husband was more handsome than any celebrity. He frowned.

"Maybe I'm handsome too."

She recalled the masked face of Mr. Finch when she first saw him. She never saw his true face after that.

She couldn't help but mumble, "I've never seen your !

"Hmm?"

Her voice was so low that Jonathan didn't hear her.

before."

She absolutely wouldn't repeat it, but she shouted, "No matter how handsome you are, you can't compare to him!"

He was speechless. Finley deliberately took everything that could reflect the figure away. It was to prevent her from discovering Jonathan's identity.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

He Must Be Crazy

So, Jonathan couldn't even look in the mirror to see if he could compare to the husband she mentioned. Could it be that he only had the advantage of being handsome in her heart? "He's just a toy boy, I can give you everything better," he said deliberately.

But she didn't care.

"Including the title of wife?" she blurted out.

In her opinion, Mr. Finch only had a temporary interest in her, but she regretted it as soon as she said it. She regretted it even more when he agreed.

She emphasized subconsciously in a high tone, "Even so, I won't be with you!"

"Why not?" he raised his eyebrows, "I can also prepare a grand wedding for you. What kind do you like? Foreign style? Castle? Island?"

At first, Jonathan was teasing her on purpose. But later on, he was sincerely asking about her preferences and opinions.

He already asked Leonard to prepare for the wedding. The most important thing was that she liked it. His questions made her gulp. She was confused for a moment.

Then, she quickly stood up, took the bag, and hurried out. As if she was afraid that if she ran too late, she would be caught by Mr. Finch and taken to the wedding venue.

Her head was buzzing all the way. Why did things become like this? She always thought Mr. Finch only had a temporary interest and treated her as a toy.

But when he talked about the wedding, he horrified her to think that he was planning a wedding for her!

"Is he crazy?"

She ran downstairs. After confirming no one was chasing her, she stopped and looked back at the hotel she had left.

"He must be crazy!"

She believed it was the only possibility.