None of them wanted Rose to be exposed to the spotlight.


    With a shared nce, they instantly reached a mutual agreement, though they had been in conflict just moments before.


    Jonathan held onto Rose, while Miles shielded her from the paparazzi''s view. They worked together as they moved to the side of the road.


    After helping Rose into the car, Miles'' face turned grim. The car was the Finches''!


    Once the car door closed, Miles rolled down the window. This usual cold and aloof face now bore a triumphant smile.


    He ignored the gloomy look in Miles'' eyes and sincerely thanked him, "Thank you. I''ll take good care of Rose."


    A thought came to his mind when the window was half-closed. He looked at Yvonne, whom Leonard was holding onto.


    "Oh, by the way, that''s Rosie''s friend. She cares a lot about her. If you''re free, could you perhaps keep an eye on her? We''ll both feel at ease knowing she''s in safe hands."


    Jonathan gave Miles a grateful look and closed the window.


    The car then sped away, leaving Miles standing where he was. His usual gentle demeanor was now overshadowed by a storm brewing in his dark eyes.


    "Mr. Finch, should... should I leave Ms. Spencer with you?" Leonard asked, standing behind Miles with Yvonne in tow. He had to obey Jonathan''s instructions.


    He wouldn''t have to worry about Yvonne''s safety with Miles. Miles was known to be a gentleman.


    Miles turned around and frowned when he saw Yvonne. After a moment of contemtion, he said, "Please send her to my car."


    Gabriel, who had been watching from the side, was still staring in the direction Jonathan''s car had gone. He had brought Miles here, but it was a surprise to see Jonathan taking Rose away.


    He couldn''t understand when Jonathan had entered the bar.


    "Miles, are we just going to let him take Rosie away?"


    Gabriel didn''t like the fact that Jonathan had brought Rose away. Rose was one of the Youngs despite being married to Jonathan. The thought that Jonathan might take advantage of the situation terrified him. Gabriel kept his gaze on Miles and waited for his instructions.


    "Let''s go home," Miles said, turning to get into the car.


    "Miles..." Gabriel wanted to say more, but Miles'' car had sped away. He had no choice but to angrily follow, unaware that Miles had a n.


    Miles calmly took out his phone and made a call. He hung up after a few words, and the frown on his face gradually eased.


    ...


    Jonathan hadn''t felt this good since his return from Aquastead. Rose, who was drunk and now asleep, asionally nuzzled against him like a kitten.


    The car stopped outside a vi. Jonathan gently carried Rose in and was careful not to wake up her.


    The vi was his private residence in Regalia and his soon-to-be home sweet home with Rose. He had specially decorated it ording to Rose''s taste after his return to Regalia.


    The feminine touches to what was previously a stark and cold house gave it a homely feeling. Jonathan liked this feeling.


    Rosey on the bed in the bedroom, sleeping more soundly than she had in the car. Jonathan couldn''t take his eyes off her while he sat by the bed.


    He was mad at the thought of how Rose recently avoided him and was unaware of his longings. Yet, he couldn''t bear to punish her in the slightest.


    Even her watching male models at the bar no longer bothered him. He just wanted to hold her and sleep soundly.


    Jonathan reluctantly got up to shower. When he came out of the bathroom and was about to tug himself in, his phone rang incessantly.


    He took the call in the living room for fear of waking Rose. He wouldn''t wake her only if he took the call in a different room.


    "You''d better have something important to say," Jonathan warned, keeping his voice low. Leonard was on the other end of the line.


    Leonard knew the trouble he might get himself in for disturbing Jonathan during his alone time with Rose, but there was a solid reason for his call.


    "Mr. Finch, there''s trouble at the Finch Manor. Mrs. Finch Senior has suddenly fainted, and her condition is unpromising. Mr. Yosef''s family and Mr. Turner have gone back."


    Leonard was trembling. Eleanor


    Garcia''s matters were of utmost


    importance to the Finches. If anything happened to her, and Jonathan wasn''t present, his enemies would use it against him.


    As Jonathan''s assistant, Leonard knew the importance of thinking ahead.


    There was a long silence from the other end of the line. Leonard carefully added, "Mr. Finch, you... have a lifetime ahead with Mrs. Finch."


    Beep beep beep... The call ended.


    Jonathan returned to the room and pondered on the words "a lifetime ahead". He kissed the sleeping Rose on the forehead, left a soft light on, and exited the room. Rose vaguely sensed warmth on her forehead. She wanted to open her eyes but was too sleepy to do so. After a few attempts, she gave up.


    Rose had a peaceful sleep that night. She figured the alcohol and exhaustion from recent days had taken their toll.


    It waste at night, but the Finch Manor was brightly lit. All eyes turned to Jonathan when he entered. None of them were friendly.


    "Jonathan''s still busy, I see. Things


    are so serious with Mrs. Finch


    Senior, but as the ruler of the


    Finches, he''s thest to arrive. Jack, tell him how long you''ve been here," Yosef said mockingly, not hiding his sarcasm.


    Jack Finch, Yosef''s son, triumphantly smirked. "I rushed over as soon as I heard about Grandma''s condition. I was the first to arrive." Jonatham''s cold gaze swept over them and didn''t linger for a second. He approached the butler, Anna Moore, and asked, "Where''s Grandma?"


    "She''s upstairs, Mr. Finch. The


    doctor checked on her and said she


    needed rest. But it''s best stay


    you


    here in case she wakes up needs you..." Anna said respectfully.


    Jonathan nced at the second floor and moved to the quietest corner of the hall, ignoring everyone else.


    Yosef and Jack exchanged nces, their faces growing uglier. Jonathan''s tant disregard infuriated them. "Jonathan..."


    "Jonathan!"


    Howard started to speak but was interrupted by another voice. It was Ezra. Ezra''s presence today was unexpected as he was rarely seen at the Finch Manor. Everyone knew Ezra and Jonathan didn''t get along, so Yosef was expecting a confrontation. He fed the fire by saying, "Ezra, even you came before him."