All Chapters of Billionaire, Your Pretty Doll Ran Away: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

[WARNING R-18] THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.Rosalynn's POV.I watched this video being shared more and more widely on social platforms with fear in my heart. It seemed that the effect from the piano world had made them stronger than the article related to Nolan and I's dating rumors a while ago. But currently, I was a contestant participating in a piano competition, I absolutely did not want to get involved in any scandal or affect the competition.My face became worse when I read comments blessing the non-existent couple. I returned the phone to Katherine and looked at her with a smile, “What should I do now? Nolan will be angry.”Katherine shrugged, she hadn't even had a relationship yet and was trying to help me give her advice, “I don't know. Or should you try searching online for some ways to dispel men's anger?"“Online tips? Are they trustworthy?" I looked at her suspiciously, but in the end we both just put our heads together and read ar

Nolan's POV."Come in." I took my hands off the keyboard and leaned back in my chair.Anne placed a cup of tea on my desk and said softly, “Your tea.”I nodded and turned my attention to the cup of tea. Over the past few months, my habit had changed from drinking coffee to tea while working. Perhaps starting from the fact that my little doll often forced me to drink tea to avoid harming my health, I was no longer interested in the taste of coffee anymore.My mind wandered to the images of Rosalynn and her moans appearing involuntarily whenever we made love. The corner of my mouth curled up and I unconsciously spoke before taking a sip of tea, "Is she back yet?""Not yet. She didn't tell me she was coming back for lunch.” Anne answered while cleaning up the scattered books on the tea table and grumbling slightly at the dusty books.I put down the teacup and my voice was filled with dissatisfaction, “I'm at home today, shouldn't she be planning to return? Call her; I want her home immed

Nolan’s POV.I took a deep drag of my cigarette, feeling my chest rise and fall with each breath. My gaze drifted towards the tranquil night outside the window, the cigarette smoke swirling faintly as if creating a misty veil over my mind at that moment.I couldn't recall the last time I had smoked, but it seemed like ages ago, after my frantic struggle with airport security personnel and returning home disappointed. Looking at my little doll sound asleep on the bed, I stubbed out the cigarette and smiled, stepping closer to her.Now, what could soothe my soul quickest was the beautiful face of this angel, not the cigarette anymore.I leaned down to kiss Rosalynn's rosy cheek, threading my fingers through her hair and caressing them unwilling to let go."Uhm... Huh..." She stirred softly and murmured.Rosalynn slowly opened her eyes to look at me, her gaze dreamy with innocence and tenderness, causing a smile to tug at the corners of my mouth unconsciously. I helped her sit up and whi

Rosalynn's POV.“Liam?”As soon as I regained consciousness, the first thing that caught my eye was the pure white floor along with the distinct smell of disinfectant that told me I was in the hospital. I vaguely saw Liam sitting at the side of the hospital bed and he woke up from his doze when I called him.Liam helped me sit up and adjusted the pillow behind my back to make me feel as comfortable as possible, "Do you feel pain anywhere?"“Why are you here? Wasn't I practicing the piano while waiting for you to return?" I nodded to thank him and then furrowed my brow in confusion. My memory only stopped at the fact that I felt dizzy and had a headache when while hearing the piano sound, after that I couldn't remember anything else.“You fainted from overexertion during practice. The doctor said you need to rest for a few days. It's best for you to stop playing the piano for now to be fully alert for the upcoming competition. I shouldn't have pushed you to practice so much.” Liam gave

Rosalynn's POV.I sat absent-mindedly in the living room with the TV on for hours, but my mind was not there at all. The bodyguards were still standing at the door like two statues and paying attention to the slightest movement from me. As for Nolan, I didn't call him to complain about this because I didn't even want to hear his voice.Anne put a plate of cakes on the table and sat down next to me, "Rosa, have some pastries." She said with a smile trying to cheer me up.I glanced at my favorite strawberry cake. He locked me in this house but still ordered Alex to buy the cake and bring it in front of me. But what did he do that for? This action of his now did not arouse any emotions in me anymore.“Thank you, Anne.” I smiled wryly in response.It was unreasonable for me to express my boredom and frustration to Anne when she had absolutely nothing to do with it.I walked to the piano and ran my fingers across the shiny surface. Perhaps the piano was the only way to free me from my mixe