Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304: Chapter 304

Mr. McMillian wouldn’t dare to resist if Ms. Rose wanted him dead right now. No, wait, Carl was a bit annoyed. How did he get led astray by the person on the phone?

"So what’s the deal with Mr. McMillian? This is really urgent. Without Mr. McMillian’s approval, no one can decide on this matter. Maybe you?"

"I wouldn’t dare. If I go in there now, he’ll definitely blow his top."

He’d seen Mr. McMillian’s eagerness before the passionate kisses still made him blush to think about.

"If going in to report is so serious, what if I call him?"

"I’d advise against that. If you disturb his good mood, you might get sent off to Antarctica."

The person on the phone was suffering immensely, sweet-talking Carl to no end, but Carl still didn’t dare to go in there.

There was no other way. Mr. McMillian was busy with important stuff right now, and anyone who disturbed him would be in trouble!

"Carl, how long do you think it’ll take for Mr. McMillian to finish up?" the person on the phone asked carefully, their voice sounding a bit teary.

Carl looked towards the villa’s gate. "Hard to say, at least an hour or so."

Given Mr. McMillian’s stamina, anything less than an hour would be unlikely.

"An hour? You might as well kill me now!" The person on the phone complained that an hour was way too long!

But Carl figured an hour really wasn’t that long. Considering Mr. McMillian’s affection for Ms. Rose, it might last until tomorrow.

The villa’s staff was transferred from Moon Villa—the butler, Derek, and the chef, Gary.

They heard that Rosemary was studying at nearby Westerly College and that Mr. McMillian would be living here permanently, so they followed to take care of her.

When Romeo carried Rosemary in, kissing her passionately, they were both shocked, even though they often saw Mr. McMillian kissing Rosemary at Moon Villa.

Both men were blushing, seeing Mr. McMillian carrying Rosemary while kissing her all the way upstairs. They didn’t even have time to say hello.

Looked like dinner could be prepared a bit later.

Romeo carried Rosemary to the bedroom, kissing her as he laid her on the bed.

"Alright," Rosemary said, breathless from his kisses, her cheeks flushed as she looked at him. "Don’t forget what you promised me."

"I won’t cross any lines."

But kisses and hugs were inevitable.

Romeo leaned down to kiss her again, and god knew how irresistible she looked.

Rosemary, pinned under him, unable to move, said, "Romeo, if you keep this up, I won’t come next time."

Romeo had to restrain his last bit of sanity, stopping, gazing at her with hazy eyes, his voice hoarse. "Okay."

She was still young, and he couldn’t scare her.

Rosemary sat up, looking around the bedroom. "When did you move in?"

There were traces of him living here everywhere.

"Your first day of school," Romeo said, moving closer to her ear, his voice tempting. "I’m going to take a cold shower."

He needed to cool down.

Rosemary was speechless.

Watching him open the wardrobe, Rosemary found only a few outfits hanging, all gifts she’d given him.

Did he only bring these few outfits? Was it enough?

She’d heard from Carl that he never wore the same outfit twice. Now he only had these few—wasn’t it too little?

Thinking this, Rosemary felt it necessary to prepare more outfits for him. Otherwise, these few would be worn out from too much washing, making them look old.

After a while, Romeo’s phone started to ring.

Rosemary knocked on the bathroom door. "Your phone has been ringing off the hook. Want me to grab it for you?"

Probably some urgent matter from the group. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be buzzing him like crazy.

"Just answer it for me," Romeo replied from the bathroom.

"Me?"

Was that appropriate?

"If it’s work-related, tell them to contact Carl. If it’s personal, you make the call."

Rosemary picked up his phone and saw it was Grandpa Phillip calling.

"Grandpa Phillip, it’s Rosemary," she said, looking towards the bathroom, wanting to explain that Romeo was in the shower but worried about any misunderstanding.

To her surprise, Phillip McMillian jumped the gun, excitedly saying, "You’re with Romeo? Rose, has your activities been tough? Are you tired? Has President Barton been treating you well? Has anyone been giving you a hard time at school?"

Rosemary smiled and said, "I’m doing great."

"If anyone gives you a hard time, you have to tell me, and I’ll sort it out! How’s the environment at school? Do you like the food? Do you need anything? I can personally deliver it to you!"

"No need, everything’s great," Rosemary replied. She didn’t expect Grandpa Phillip to be so caring, and it warmed her heart.

"That’s good, as long as no one’s giving you a hard time," Phillip said, relieved. "What’s Romeo up to? I’ve called him many times, but he hasn’t picked up."

"He," Rosemary glanced at the bathroom again, "he’s on the throne."

"Oh, he’s on the throne. That explains it."

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify