Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 407 Inflammatory Nosebleed Rose's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that she was about to be caught red-handed, she didn't have tto take in the room's layout. She hurried back along the original path in a panic and hid in the walk-in closet.

The door opened and then closed. Rose held her breath, but the footsteps were getting closer.

Jonathan returned to the room immediately. Not seeing Rose on the bed brought a sudden wave of disappointment. Had she left? But her unique scent was still in the air.

Jonathan felt a sense of loss as his eyes caught sight of the mask on the floor. As he picked it up, memories of last night flashed in his mind, particularly the embarrassed look on her face when her hand touched his chest. There was a sudden bang. Jonathan looked in the direction of the sound and confirmed it cfrom the closet. A heavy gasp cafter the noise.

Rose... Jonathan was certain she was inside. Was she hiding from him? A doting smile spread across his face as he walked toward the closet.

Each step he took made Rose's heart beat faster. She regretted bumping into the closet when trying to avoid him. The sound must have caught his attention, so what should she do now? Rose held her breath even more, praying that he wouldn't cin. Perhaps her prayer worked because the footsteps suddenly stopped. A few seconds later, they resumed but moved away. Had he left? Rose breathed a sigh of relief. But now, how was she going to get out of here? She listened carefully to the sounds outside. The man seemed to have left the room. Music started playing loudly outside.

Its soothing melody relaxed Rose slightly, and she lowered her guard as it masked sof the finer noises. Hiding in the closet, Rose didn't notice someone slowly approaching until a figure appeared before her. She almost screamed but managed to stifle it and cover her mouth.

Rose peered at the man through the gap between the women's clothing and saw his back. Just from his height, she could tell it was the soppressive, good-looking man from last night.

He wasn't wearing a mask now, but Rose wasn't curious about how handshe might be. She just prayed he wouldn't turn around and see her.

The man didn't turn around, but he did start undressing in front of her.

Rose was stunned. She should have closed her eyes as peeping was inappropriate, but the scene was too captivating. She even forgot to breathe, let alone close her eyes.

The man's broad shoulders, narrow waist, and healthy, tan skin reminded her of her husband, Jonathan.

The realization shocked Rose. His back really looked like Jonathan's, but she wondered who had a better-looking face.

She looked up and found that she couldn't see his face from her angle, only the part below his neck and not even his head.

Just as she felt it was a pity, the man turned around, revealing his sculpted abs. Rose felt a rush of heat to her head as her eyes widened in astonishment.

Seeing the physique reminded her of the sensation from last night when she touched his chest in the bar. A warm flow surged up her nose.

She covered her mouth and felt a wet sensation. Blood...

Rose panicked. She couldn't keep covering her mouth. She had to pinch her nose to stop the bleeding and avoid making any noise. It'd be incredibly embarrassing if the man saw her like this. Just then, the man tugged at his pants, seemingly about to...

Rose couldn't hold back any longer when she guessed what he was about to do. She closed her eyes and screamed.

"Ah!" Her scream pierced through the music. She didn't see the man's evil smirk. Jonathan raised an eyebrow. Had Rose exposed herself already? He coldly shorted when he remembered her going to the barto check out male models last night. He brushed aside the women's clothes in the closet and grabbed her out to teach her a lesson.

But seeing her crouching in the closet with her hands covered in blood, all thoughts of punishment vanished and were replaced by concern. Jonathan couldn't care about anything else. He quickly pulled Rose out of the closet with his arms wrapped around her waist.

Rose's heart raced. She still kept her eyes closed and dared not open them. To her, it felt safer not seeing him as it made her feel as if she were still hidden. But what was he doing? Rose didn't sense any malice. She felt herself being carried for a while. Jonathan brought her into the bathroom, turned on the water, and wet a towel to place it on her nose.

The cold sensation helped calm her. Her nosebleed seemed to be stopping. But upon realizing she was sitting on his lap, she was relieved to feel his pants still on.

Her hand was against his waist, feeling his skin. The warm sensation was... Rose swallowed nervously and quickly moved her hand away. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to peek..." Peek? She hid in the closet before he entered. That didn't count as peeking, right? "Sorry, sorry. I mean, I didn't mean to look. I swear. I didn't see anything..." Rose's words lacked conviction. She had seen quite a lot.

To cover her guilt and sound convincing, she raised her palm as if swearing an oath. "I swear... I didn't see anything." A faint voice rang in her ear, "If you didn't, why the nosebleed?" Rose's mind went blank, and her face turned beet red. "I... I..." She desperately searched for an excuse. "It's too hot." Too hot?

Jonathan pointed out, "It's an indoor climate-controlled temperature.m "Then it must have been the alcohol last night causing an inflammation."

Rose tried to cover up her story. She kept her eyes closed, too nervous to realize who the man in front of her was, even when they were talking with almost no distance between them. Jonathan was displeased at the fact that Rose still hadn't recognized him.

"Open your eyes!" Jonathan commanded softly.

Rose said nothing. Ha. She wasn't stupid. He wasn't wearing anything, and opening her eyes would d make things worse. What if he only blamed her then? Rose took a deep breath. "Could you letgo?" "I can, but you have to open your eyes first." "This guy! Wait... The voice..." Rose exclaimed to herself. But she suddenly noticed something.

She frowned suspiciously and demanded, "Say something again!" X