Honey, You're a Billionaire? novel Chapter 446

Noel stared at Ezra and couldn't help but sigh.

"Back then, all indicators showed he was fine. There have been no abnormalities over the years. It shouldn't have relapsed that easily, unless…"

"Unless what?" Jonathan seemed to have his answer.

"Unless there was a trigger."

Noel's answer matched what Jonathan had in mind. A trigger.

His gaze fell on Ezra's uninjured hand, which was tightly gripping something. He and the doctors had tried to pry open Ezra's hand but failed. Could it be related to the trigger?

"I understand. I'm leaving Ezra to you." Jonathan knew what Ezra's condition would be like after his relapse.

They had walked out of it together once, and he was certain that they could do it again. Noel left the room after giving a few more instructions.

After having confirmed Ezra's condition, Jonathan hurried to find Rose. He followed the information Leonard provided and arrived at Rose's ward just to see her push open the door to Ezra's room.

Miles had gone to inquire about Ezra's condition and left Rose alone to approach the bed.

The events in the secret room were still fresh in her memory, but Rose firmly believed that the Ezra who had strangled her was not the real Ezra.

She seemed to have called out Jonathan's name in the daze brought by suffocation.

"Ezra, you let me go because you heard his name, right? He must be really important to you," Rose muttered.

The man lying motionless on the bed suddenly moved his uninjured hand. Rose noticed he was holding onto something. She curiously reached out to check and pull out a photo.

She remembered the photos in the secret room and naturally assumed this was something Ezra had brought out from there.

In the secret room, she had seen the beautiful woman in the photo, but she didn't know her identity.

She did, however, have a rough idea. Rose was about to examine the photo closely when footsteps approached. She instinctively clutched the photo in her hand.

Before she could turn around, a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her from behind.

"I'm sorry." The familiar voice dismissed Rose's thoughts of resisting.

Jonathan had gone to her ward and thought she had left. "It's a good thing that you haven't left."

The word "left" stirred something in Rose's heart. She would eventually have to leave.

Rose took a deep breath as Jonathan turned her around. Seeing the wound on her forehead, he felt even more guilty. "I'm sorry. He didn't mean to hurt you. He…"

Despite handling everything with a clear mind, Jonathan now found himself at a loss for words. Rose was hurt no matter what he had to say.

All he could do was repeatedly apologize. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

His self-reproach moved Rose. She knew Ezra was not in a great condition when seeing Jonathan's bloodshot eyes. Although she could guess their relationship, she still needed confirmation.

"You and Ezra—"

Before Rose could finish, Jonathan frankly answered, "He's my brother. My biological brother."