Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Acting Like a Baby

Rose furrowed her brows. She was still angry and had no intention of paying attention to him.

"Rosie..." Jonathan called again.

His voice was softer than before. Rose turned her face to the other side, her posture self-evident.

"Rosie..."

She could hear the coquettish tone in his voice. What's going on with coquettishness? Did he think that by acting coquettishly, she wouldn't be angry?

He knew clearly that she didn't like Kelly, and he even asked her to stay away from Kelly. If she stayed away from her, it was probably easier for him to date her. "Rosie..." he called again.

Feeling irritable, Rose simply closed her eyes, not even wanting to give him a look. He still called her Rosie even if he dated Kelly.

"Rosie..."

The voice was getting closer and closer, with a hint of flattery and stronger coquettishness. Rose finally became impatient.

"Why are you calling?"

Her tone was full of displeasure. As she spoke, she impatiently opened her eyes and turned her head, trying to express her dissatisfaction.

Before she could finish her words, she felt a softness touch her lips. She looked at the enlarged face in front of her blankly, and her head banged.

Before she could react, the man's slender arms pulled her into his arms. He bit her lips and swallowed all of her unfinished words. In the elevator, Jonathan focused on kissing her.

He never had any self-control when it came to Rose, so he didn't care about the occasion. Fortunately, the woman in his arms was surprisingly docile.

He didn't know that Rose was not being docile. Her mind was actually in a state of confusion, and her ears were buzzing. When she realized it, he was kissing her.

Her eyes suddenly widened. She grabbed his clothes and tried to push him away. However, the way she clutched his clothes indicated her passion in Jonathan's eyes. The kiss deepened unknowingly. It wasn't until he noticed that Rose had some difficulty breathing that he let go of her slightly and said,

"Don't be nervous. You need to breathe."

Nervous? Could she not be nervous? She subconsciously glanced around. Fortunately, there was no one there. Her actions caught Jonathan's eye. He couldn't help but let out a fond chuckle. His hands were still clasping her waist. She wanted to break away, but he stopped her.

"Don't move," he said in a low voice.

Was she going to wait for him to kiss her if she didn't move? The atmosphere in the elevator was seductive. The way he stared at her clearly showed his possessiveness. Rose's face turned redder. Noticing that the man's big pam pressed slightly hard on her waist, she became alarmed. Just then, the elevator door suddenly opened.

Rose heard him sigh in disappointment. Almost as if fleeing, she walked out of the elevator in a hurry. Looking at her back, Jonathan followed her until they walked out of Aquastead Hotel. Cars were coming and going on the road. A luxury car had already driven out of the parking lot and was waiting.

"Wait for me."

Jonathan was going to ask the driver to go back as he would drive Rose home. However, by the time. he went to tell the driver, Rose had disappeared when he turned around again.

As he searched for her, he saw her getting into a taxi Thinking of the intimacy in the elevator just now, he burst into laughter. She was running from him. It was fine.

He finally decided to give her some space. Rose let the taxi drive around the road for a long time and finally returned to Zenwood Gardens.

She had calculated the time. During her detour, it would be enough time for Jonathan to return home, or even to his room. Sure enough, she was only stunned for a moment when she saw the dark room. She was certain that the possibility of him returning to his room was greater than he hadn't returned home yet. She deliberately tiptoed, fearing that making a little noise would wake him up.

It wasn't until she returned to her room and locked the door that she breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know that when she deliberately took a detour, Jonathan had been following her. After capturing her thoughts, he didn't reveal it.

Late at night, Rose was half asleep when she was woken up by thirst. The water glass on the bedside. table was empty. She walked out of the room in the dark to pour water.

She was slightly stunned for a moment when she saw the faint light come out from the study room. She subconsciously took a few steps in that direction.

She could finally see the person working in front of the table through the slightly opened door. She rarely saw him working. As this thought popped into her mind, she couldn't help but frown.

She had forgotten what happened before, how could she subconsciously feel that she rarely saw him. working? It was strange. She smiled silently.

As Jonathan received a phone call, he stood up abruptly. As soon as he made a move, Rose quickly moved away.

She heard the man's deep voice coming from inside, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. She couldn't help but be curious and looked through the crack in the door.

She saw Jonathan standing in front of the window, with his back to this side. He was wearing black silk pajamas, and his back was tall and straight.

For some reason, she seemed to have seen that figure somewhere before. However, they lived together. She should have seen his back from time to time.

The feeling at that moment was very strange. As she tried to explore it, it disappeared. She furrowed

her brows.

The person in the study room had ended the phone call and sat down at the desk again. He seemed to have many things to deal with.

Rose admired his handsome figure for a while longer before she went to the kitchen to pour water. As Jonathan raised his eyes and saw her turning back, a hint of indulgence appeared in his eyes.

He spotted her the moment she appeared. It took a lot of effort to resist the urge to go out and hug her. When he heard her closing the door, he couldn't hold back his throbbing heart.

He seemed to have formed a habit in the past few days. When he returned home just now, he went back to his room, which was cold. Even the bed was cold.

He just laid there for a while before getting up irritably. He came to the study room and woke up Leonard, who was still sleeping and listened to his report on the preparations for the wedding.

He hoped the wedding would be done as soon as possible. After some time, he finally left the study. room. When he returned to his room, he was once again persuaded to leave by the coldness inside. It wasn't until he quietly opened Rose's door that the smell of Rose's in the room made him feel

comfortable.

As expected, the place where Rose was was the most comfortable, even the air was different. He quietly closed the door.

Meanwhile, Rose was still thinking about the handsome face and how serious he was at work. When she heard the footsteps, her body tensed up.

She should have gotten up and kicked him out. Nevertheless, she closed her eyes inexplicably, and her breathing was calm. It was as if she had fallen asleep. She felt the position on her side sinking slightly, and the person lay down behind her. Then, a long arm was put on her waist.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

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