Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 375

Chapter 375: Chapter 375

Rosemary had just finished brushing up and was about to head downstairs when Romeo swept her off her feet and planted a kiss on her. "Morning, love."

Rosemary had been smothered with his kisses all night. Although nothing else happened, it still messed with her sleep.

"Put me down."

Romeo held her tighter. "Would you rather I hold you or keep kissing you?"

Seeing she gave no response, Romeo descended the stairs, pinning her against the window for another kiss.

He guessed she must be fine with both since she didn’t say a thing.

Romeo continued to kiss her until a servant accidentally shattered a glass.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to." The servant looked mortified; she couldn’t understand why she would break a glass at such a moment.

"It’s okay." Rosemary shot her a glance and said, "Just be careful not to cut your hands while cleaning up."

The servant was on the verge of tears, and she didn’t expect Rosemary to be so kind and gentle. It was her first day on the job, and she had messed up, but Rosemary comforted her.

During breakfast, the servant saw Romeo either peeling eggs or feeding Rosemary, even wiping her mouth with a napkin. It was hard to believe.

The butler seemed unfazed by it all. Was she the only one surprised?

"Something’s up with MetroCity Realty this morning; their renovation quality is problematic, and stock prices plummeted."

Romeo fed Rosemary a piece of bread. Rosemary casually replied, "MetroCity Realty has always been good at PR. No matter how big the problem, they can always handle it well. Are you suggesting that we should buy a lot of stock when others are selling?"

Romeo didn’t expect Rosemary to be so sharp. He just made a casual remark, and she figured out his real intention.

His plan was for them to buy together when the stock price was low and sell together when the price was high, making a quick buck.

"Okay, we’ll buy some later." Rosemary didn’t expect Romeo to share such an opportunity.

"Oh, and let’s sell our DreamTech Innovations stock together."

"How did you know I own DreamTech Innovations stocks?" Rosemary was surprised.

DreamTech Innovations was a very well-known bedding company.

"There will be negative news about them this afternoon, so the stock price will plummet." Romeo continued to feed her, looking at her gently.

The servant was moved by their sweet interactions, completely engrossed in the warm scene.

Meanwhile.

When Molly woke up, she found herself in a strange bed, with the events of last night replaying in her mind.

She remembered the welcome party last night. Someone accidentally stained her dress when the fireworks were blooming. She wanted to go to the restroom to freshen up, but not long after she got there, she felt weak. Then someone barged in and took her to a guest room, where President Jay said some unspeakable things and tried to rip off her dress.

She had no memory of what happened next. Was she in President Jay’s house now? Was she brought here last night?

A surge of anger welled up in her heart. Hearing footsteps approaching from outside, she didn’t have time to think. She quickly grabbed a glass from the bedside table and made for the door.

The door swung open, and Molly threw the glass in fury.

The next moment, Hunter had her wrist in a tight grip, his eyes filled with confusion. What happened to her?

Her reaction after waking up was so unusual. Could it be side effects from the drug wearing off last night?

Luckily, Blake was downstairs, so he could take a look.

"Hunter, it’s you!" Molly dropped the glass in shock.

Hunter managed to catch the glass that was about to fall in the nick of time.

"Sorry, I thought you were President Jay." Molly seemed a bit puzzled, totally clueless about what just happened.

"Did you think I was President Jay?" Hunter guessed her thoughts and said in a calm tone, "From now on, you guys won’t meet again."

"Huh?" Molly caught on after a while and then ventured, "Hunter, were you the one who saved me last night?"

Hunter: Did she lose her memory?

"Your neck?" Molly noticed a bunch of hickeys on his neck.

Hunter looked a bit downcast. "You forgot?"

"What should I remember?" Molly was a bit confused. She remembered that she had been drugged last night and that Hunter had saved her from President Jay. She must have done some crazy stuff!

So, were the hickeys on Hunter’s neck her doing?

This thought completely blew her mind.

Hunter realized that she indeed forgot, which made him feel even more despondent.

During that one hour last night, he had been by her side, being tortured to the point of taking several cold showers. Even his routine was messed up.

And she woke up, remembering nothing.

"Hunter, I didn’t do anything to you last night, did I?" Molly asked cautiously, on the verge of tears. "I can’t remember."

"The doctor’s here, and we’ll have him take a look later." Hunter handed her a change of clothes without answering her question directly.

Molly was still wearing last night’s dress. After tidying herself up, she heard Blake laughing over there.

"Hahaha, so she doesn’t remember what she did last night?"

Hunter gave him a cold stare.

"Hahaha, you got taken advantage of by a girl, kissed, touched, and slept with, and she doesn’t even admit it, hahaha."

Hunter threw a pillow at him, and Blake finally stopped laughing.

Last night, Molly insisted on pulling him into bed, hugging him tight like an octopus while sleeping, although nothing actually happened in the end.

Molly didn’t even know how she made it downstairs. So, not only did she take advantage of Hunter last night, but she also brought him to bed.

This was so terrible!

Thinking about the hickeys on Hunter’s neck, she almost felt like dying.

"No worries." After checking Molly, Blake laughed. "I just want to know when you two will send me your wedding invitations?"

Molly’s face turned beet red in an instant. Hunter curtly said to him, "Out."

"Oh, now you’re asking me to leave." Blake complained while packing up. "Who was it that called me this morning, asking me to pick up breakfast on my way? And after buying it, you wouldn’t even let me eat it, saying just kept it warming in the kitchen."

Hunter: ?

"Alright, alright, I’m leaving; I won’t bother you two anymore." Before leaving, Blake gave Molly a light pat on the shoulder and said, "I’m not blaming you, but we should be responsible for our actions."

Hunter’s face turned even darker. "Get your hand off her."

"Okay, okay." Blake felt that if he didn’t leave now, he might get a beating, so he quickly left with his stuff.