A Billionaire In Disguise novel Chapter 203

Without opening her eyes, Catherine's hands stroked the sheets, and then she grabbed a phone before raising her eyelids.

"Six-fifty! It's still so early?" Catherine groaned in annoyance.

Then she looked to the left and pouted at the empty sheets, bothered that Rome wasn't there.

"Did he go to work already again?" Catherine mumbled, still feeling drowsy as she sat up in bed.

Swaying her gaze back on the phone, Catherine swiped right on its screen and took a long look at its wallpaper before mumbling, "Oh, it's Rome's. That means he is still here."

As she was about to toss the blanket off her, the bedroom door opened, and Rome walked in with a tray.

"You are awake?" Rome mumbled, smiling as he shut the door with his foot.

"What's going on?" Catherine whispered with a wild smile.

After Rome reached the bed, he carefully set the tray on the comforter and said, "Peace offering for how busy I have been these days."

Looking down at a mug of enriched coffee with flavored syrups, whipped cream and dusting powders, a plate of bacon, toast, and heart shape pancakes, Catherine felt speechless as she clapped her hand over her mouth and her eyes got watery.

"The workload has been a bit suffocating these past weeks," Rome said, tugging her hair behind her ear as he stared into her wet eyes.

"I understand, hon," Catherine said, giving him a heartily smile. "I didn't have a problem with it then, and I don't have a problem with it now."

"But back then, you were working, and we were leaving together so you might not have felt it. But now…"

"You noticed?"

"Of course. You are my wife. I notice everything about you."

Although Catherine didn't speak, the way her eyes sparkled as she gazed at Rome, he didn't need to hear a word from her to understand what she was feeling.

After picking up a toast, Rome looked at her and said, "Give it a try. I made them myself."

Without hesitating Catherine smiled and then bit into the bread, keeping her eyes on his.

As Catherine was about to take another bit, Rome's phone buzzed, and she paused, looking away from the toast.

Then she picked up the phone, looked at the screen, and said, "It's Rick,"

"Oh," Rome said, resting the toast on the plate before taking the phone from her.

After accepting the call, he calmly uttered, "What is it, Rick?"

"Good morning, Sir! Sorry to inform you this early. I overheard Charles's conversation yesterday, and I think you have to make your move now if you want to save DreamTeam or it's never!" Rick's voice echoed into Rome's ear, and his expression hardened.

Then he took a long look at Catherine and said, "I got it. I'm on my way."

After Rome ended the call, he slightly squeezed the phone and mumbled, "I got to…"

"Go. I'm fine. Your dads are taking me out to a tasting party this afternoon. I do miss you, like a lot. But my days are not boring, I promise. Your fathers are making sure of that. Also, I kind of like this break I'm on." Catherine gaily said.

"Okay. I promise I will make it up to you soon!"

"I know you will."

With her gaze focused on the tinted windshield, Amara frowned as she gazed at the contact on her screen. Then she sighed before dialing it.

The moment her call got answered, she paused for a second before saying, "It's been a while and Rome hasn't taken the bait yet. Don't you think we should be coming up with another strategy?"

Then she rolled her eyes when she heard, "Whether Rome takes the bait or not, plan two will still succeed. But I calculated it, and there's a ninety-nine percent chance that he will. So stop worrying and continue playing your part until the time comes for plan three!"