Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Ho Is My Husband

Inside the room, the deed was done.

Jonathan stood in front of the window after he got dressed. He seemed to be in a good mood.

He sent Finley a message asking the latter to prepare a set of women's clothes. and bring them to the hotel.

Then, he turned around. His back was to the window.

Jonathan had a smile on his face as he stared leisurely at Rose, who was lying in bed.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Rose blushed under his passionate gaze. She glared at him.

Suddenly, she detected a problem. She had taken the initiative last night, so it made sense that she should pay him for it.

But just now, he was the one who initiated. She was not the one who asked for it. So, he should not be asking her to pay for what just happened. She would not pay any more than she was supposed to.

Clearing her throat, Rose readied herself to conduct the negotiations. But before she could speak, the door abruptly flew open.

"Rose?"

Evan dashed in. He saw Rose on the bed with only her arms and head above the blanket. He knew right away what had happened last night. Seething with rage, Evan marched over to the window and ruthlessly punched. the man who had hurt Rose.

Jonathan was completely taken by surprise. The punch landed heavily on his face and blood streamed out from the corner of his lips.

Rose and the hotel manager were thunderstruck..

With reddened eyes, Evan clenched his fist and threw another punch at Jonathan again. But this time, Jonathan grabbed Evan's incoming fist.

Licking his injured lips, Jonathan's dark eyes flashed dangerously.

Rose finally recovered her senses. Wrapping the blanket around her, she immediately got out of bed and grabbed Jonathan's arm. "Let go! Let go of him! The hotel manager recognized Jonathan at once. In an instant, he felt as if the world was ending.

Jonathan, the VIP guest, was supposed to be staying in the presidential suite upstairs. The hotel manager wondered why Jonathan was in this room instead. The hotel manager could not care about anything else. Fearing that something even worse would happen, he came forward and grabbed Evan. "Mr. Spencer, this is a misunderstanding. This man is-"

He was about to say the words "Mr. Finch", but Jonathan gave him a cold glare, and he trembled in fear.

Rose guessed that Evan must have found out she was in danger. That was why he came to save her. But the danger had already passed.

She immediately explained, "Evan, you got the wrong idea. He's my... husband

Rose said the word husband somewhat sheepishly.

But that word was undoubtedly a bomb for Evan. He fell silent.

He looked at Rose with a frown. He refused to believe it.

The hotel manager was shocked. He glanced between Rose and Jonathan in disbelief.

Rose smiled awkwardly. "Well, I'm serious. He's my husband-my lawfully wedded husband."

Evan felt as if something had crushed him. Trembling, he took a step backward.

Jonathan eyed Evan coldly. He had recognized Evan right away. This was the man who had been with Rose in front of the Finch Building last night.

Jonathan's sixth sense told him that Evan liked Rose. His gaze darkened. He was satisfied with how Rose introduced him, but it was not enough.

Reaching out, he held Rose's waist possessively. He pulled up the blanket that was currently around her neck as if he refused to let even an inch of her skin. be exposed.

Without even looking at Evan, Jonathan questioned the hotel manager icily, "Why does your hotel allow people to enter occupled rooms as they please?"

The manager was so terrified that he broke out in a cold sweat. He hastily. apologized. "I'm sorry, M-Mr. Finch. It was negligence on our part. I promise that from today onward, this won't-"

"Get out!"

The manager froze. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Get out. My wife... is exhausted after last night. She needs more rest," Jonathan declared pointedly.

The manager accidentally caught sight of the items on the table, which included a whip. He realized what was going on..

"Oh. Yes! Please have a good rest, Mr. and Mrs. Finch. We won't bother you anymore..."

The manager dragged Evan out of the room.

Inside the room, Rose's head poked out from under the blanket.

Thinking of how Evan glanced at her when he left, she felt a little guilty. "Evan was just worried that I was in danger, so..."

Jonathan frowned in displeasure. Then, he sucked in his breath, making at hissing sound.

Rose noticed the blood on the corner of his lips. She looked concerned. "Oh, you're bleeding... Come, let me take care of it for you."

Taking a cotton bud, Rose sat on the bed and wiped the blood from the corner. of his lips.

She seemed to have thought of something.

She said casually, "What a coincidence. Your last name is Finch as well..."

Jonathan, who was enjoying her thoughtful service, stiffened at once.