Honey, You're a Billionaire by Chandler Solar

Chapter 353 Bored of This GNobody was aware that Nixon had escaped from the psychiatric hospital. However, even if his absence went unnoticed initially, it would inevitably cto light after stime.

Nixon's eyes flickered, and fear started to creep in. "You knew?" Nixon was still testing him.

Jonathan lightly chuckled and calmly listed, "You've been to Finch Building, Aquastead Hotel, Harmony Hospital, and even... You've disguised yourself quite well. Even Rose didn't notice when she entered your car." If Jonathan could list all these, that meant...

Nixon trembled.

Jonathan really knew. And not only that, he chose not to take action on Nixon when he was out.

What on earth was Jonathan up to? Nixon's eyes flickered, unable to hide his fear any longer. "What do you want?" "I told you, I just want to have sfun, and you are the source of that fun!" Jonathan sneered, seemingly indifferent.

Nixon becmore confused. He pondered the meaning behind Jonathan's "fun" and muttered, "You wantedto seek revenge? No, that's impossible. How could you watchlurk around Rose with malicious intent? This can't be true!" That shouldn't have been the case. Nixon also couldn't understand why Jonathan didn't take action after learning about his escape from the psychiatric hospital.

Suddenly, Nixon seemed to piece something together and sneered. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" A momentary silence lingered on the other end of the line. The silence immediately raised Nixon's guard. "Where are you?" In response, Jonathan's indifferent laughter cthrough. "Where do you think I am? Are you nervous? Worried that I'll cto save Rose? Were you actually hoping forto rescue her? Too bad..." Jonathan was not making an appearance? Suddenly, another speculation surfaced in Nixon's mind. At that moment, he had already forgotten about Rose. He quickly rushed out of the cabin. He was surrounded by sea. Other than the sea breeze growing stronger, nothing had changed.

Nixon sighed in relief.

Back in the cabin, his attention refocused on Rose. Jonathan's voice continued, "What's wrong? Worried that I'll cto save her? How is that possible? Do you really think I love Rose?" Did he not love her? For a moment, Nixon was lost. He couldn't understand Jonathan's thoughts. Gazing at Rose, a glint flickered in his eyes. As he approached and crouched beside her again, Nixon activated the speakerphone.

"I thought Rose was important to you." Nixon's gaze held still for a moment. Even his voice, compared to the earlier excitement, now sounded calmer.

A pause ensued on the other end.

Rose, somewhat sobered by the pain, could clearly hear Jonathan's breathing. Jonathan was on the other end of the line, able to hear her speak. Rose instinctively wanted to ask Jonathan to find Oliver. However, as she opened her mouth, she only managed to utter "hub" before being cut off. "Rose means nothing to me," Jonathan uttered indifferently, each word deliberate.

Rose's mind went blank upon hearing his cold words. She comprehended the weight of those words, and her heart constricted, making it difficult to breathe.

The pain brought back sclarity, and she began to breathe heavily. The ache in her chest surpassed the pain in her thigh, making her more alert than before.

Nixon noticed Rose's reaction and couldn't hide his satisfaction. He deliberately remarked, "Uncle Jonathan, how could you be so heartless? Rose would be devastated if she heard this!" Jonathan's knuckles had already turned white from gripping his phone. How could he not know that Rose could hear him? Just now, she was even calling him "Hubby". And yet, he...

Jonathan suppressed the urge to comfort her. She was in Nixon's hands, and Nixon was insane. Nixon was solely aiming to use Rose to get revenge on him. At this moment, he could only try to convince Nixon that Rose held no significance to him.

"I'm bored of this game." These words, spoken with casual indifference, cut into Rose's heart like a knife. Bored with this game? Before Nixon could respond, Rose asked, "What are you saying?" Her voice quivered.

Jonathan tried to sound emotionally detached and responded, "You're smarter than that. Do you really needto spell it out for you? "It's not as fun if I spell it out to you. We are just using each other, putting on a show. You're just a tool forto vent my frustration, and I'm just a boring pastto you. But don't worry. I'll compensate you with smoney." Unexpectedly, Jonathan abruptly ended the call. Silence engulfed the other end, yet his cold and cutting words lingered in the cabin.

Rose stared blankly at the floor. Suddenly, the room felt cold.

Putting on a show... Boring pastime...

While she had long known she meant nothing to Jonathan, hearing those words made her heart ache.

"I didn't expect you to be just another one of Uncle Jonathan's playthings. Didn't I tell you? How could the great Jonathan fall in love with you?"

Nixon relished the outcome. At this moment, his desire for revenge found satisfaction, having made Rose suffer. However, he still harbored concerns that he couldn't exploit е Rose to exact revenge on Jonathan. "Too bad. I thought he would cto save you. I even planned to have him trade his life for yours, to make him kneel and begnot to harm you. That scene would have been spectacular. Too bad! Oh, what a shame! What a pity! He doesn't love you and won't kneel or risk his life for you!" Despite Nixon uttering those words, his eyes betrayed a despicable joy.

For someone else, his reveling might have intensified the emotional wound. Yet, Rose quickly regained control of her emotions.

"What a pity." A faint smile played on Rose's lips, tinged with disappointment.

Nixon frowned. "A pity? You also think it's a pity?" Was it because she didn't manage to climb up the social ladder through Jonathan? That would indeed be a pity.

But that wasn't what Rose was talking about. "What a pity that he hung up so quickly. Xhadn't even had ve the chance to ask him to helpsave Oliver. At least he could have passed on a message forto Miles..." Rose spoke too much in one breath. Her breathing becsomewhat unstable.

Nixon didn't expect Rose to still be concerned about Oliver. His expression instantly darkened.

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