His Domineering Lover
Chapter 968

Rose had mixed feelings about getting her hard-won salary.

She felt sorry for Rowen, who was badly injured. Although she didn't ask him to come, he got injured for her.

"Rose, now that you've got the salary, let's go back to school." Rowen didn't like Caesar, who seemed too powerful and dangerous.

When Rose almost got arrested, Rowen planed to go home and ask his dad for help.

However, Caesar made it go away with one word. If it weren't for him, they'd have been in a lot more trouble.

The more outstanding Caesar was, the more inferior Rowen felt. He even wanted Rose to stay away from Caesar.

"I'll go to the hospital with you."

Hearing what Rose said, Rowen felt a little better, but Caesar was a little unhappy.

"I saved you again. How are you gonna repay me?" He reached out his hand and intimately smoothed her messy hair.

"Well, how about I buy you dinner?" It was the only

way Rose could think of.

"Is this the only way you can show your gratitude?" "Hmm? Did I say that before?" Rose recalled carefully.

Caesar grabbed her hand. "It's almost noon. Let's go have lunch now."

"No, my classmate got injured for me. I'm going to take him to the hospital."

"Leave it to my men. All you need to do now is to treat me to a meal." Caesar held her hand and tried to take her away.

Rowen took a step forward and asked, "Where are you going?"

Before he got close to Caesar, there were already four bodyguards standing in front of him. These people were different from the security guards in the shopping mall. Each of them had no expression on their faces.

"It's not your business, man." One bodyguard siad.

"Let me go! Where are you taking me?" Rowen thought he was strong, but he couldn't move at all in the grip of the bodyguards.

"The hospital. Be good, or we don't mind giving you a few more bruises."

Noticing that struggling was useless, Rowen gave up. He watched Rose leave with that man.

What exactly was their relationship? He said he saved Rose again. Had he saved Rose before?

He said she was his girl just to save her, right?

Caesar took Rose to a fancy restaurant. Rose had worked part-time at a place like this, so she knew how expensive the food here was.

She was just glad that she had 4,000 bucks now. She could afford it as long as he didn't order wine.

But it was really a luxury. Normally, she wouldn't spend more than ten bucks on food.

It was fine. Caesar was her savior. She'd give him all her savings if he asked.

Moreover, only a fancy restaurant would be worthy of his status. She couldn't take him to street food, could she?

"Are you afraid you can't afford it?" Caesar seemed to read her mind.

"How did you know?" Rose replied without thinking. She didn't realize how awkward it was until she answered.

"What else can a poor person think other than money?"

He was teasing her! Rose was so angry that her cheeks bulged out. "Hum, what are rich people thinking about? Isn't it money?" "Usually, the rich think about how to spend money in a high-class way." "What's the difference? The key word is money." "Well, other than money, they think about women." Rose almost choked. "You're quite honest. Are you saying you are thinking about a woman now?" "No, I'm not interested in women." When he finished, he realized he might have been wrong. After meeting her, he was no longer as disinterested in women as before.

He was very clear that if he didn't want her, he wouldn't have had sex with her even if he was drugged.

Rose obviously had thought of last night. Although she did not remember the details, the marks on her told her what had happened.

"Well, I should say, I was not interested in women." "What changed you?" Rose looked at him carefully.

They looked at each other, and her heart beat inexplicably faster.

"Mr. Peterson, this is the menu."

Caesar glanced at Rose. "May I?"

"Sure. You can order whatever you like. It's my treat!" Rose gritted her teeth and said painfully.

"Two Filet Mignon, one medium. How would you like yours done?" He looked at Rose.

"Medium well." Rose was already wondering how much the two steaks would cost. At a restaurant like this, a Filet Mignon costed between 400 and 800 busks. Luckily, it was not much. Caesar added, "Kobe beef, please."

"Alright, Mr. Peterson."

What the hell? If it was Kobe beef, the price would be much higher.

Caesar ordered a series of side dishes. Rose glanced at the price of the salad.

188 bucks.

Was the owner of this restaurant a mugger?

"What, you don't like it? I remember you eating a lot of this stuff this morning."

Rose didn't dare to see the price again. She would have died of a heart attack.

"I-I'm not hungry."

Caesar ordered a lot before puting down the menu. Rose let out a sigh of relief. It was finally over.

The next thing she knew, Caesar said to the waitress, "A bottle of claret, please."

"Your regular Lafite, Mr. Peterson?"

Yes.."

"Okay. Please wait for a moment."

After the waitress left, Rose stuttered, "La-Lafite?"

"If you don't want wine, I ordered juice for you."

She silently took the menu. Even the cheapest watermelon juice costed 88 bucks.

This was not a robbery. It was a murder.

She couldn't afford all this food and that stupid Lafite! 4,000 bucks was way not enough!

Rose's forehead was bunched in a frown. If only she hadn't come here with him!

It seemed that she was gonna have to pay with a credit card. She wanted to cry at the thought that the rest of her life would be about paying off debts.

"Did I order too little? You can add whatever you want."

"No, no, I'm good. We don't have to waste food." Rose waved her hands.

Her head was shaking like crazy. Seeing this, Caesar gave a slight charming smile.

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