Chapter: 867
“I'm actually feeling quite warm."

They headed to the villa Jonathan had previously purchased. It boasted a vast garden in the front, unobstructed and bathed in Light.

Inside, the villa reflected Jonathan's preferred style-stark yet sophisticated, with a color scheme of black, white, and gray.

Nola and Rowan entered hand in hand, taking in their surroundings with evident dissatisfaction.

“Dad, there's nothing to play with here!" Nola pouted, tugging at Jonathan's trouser leg. "I want to go back!"

Jonathan stooped and picked up Nola. "How could I not be ready with toys for you? Why don't you and Rowan go upstairs and see?"

Her eyes lighting up, Nola exclaimed, "Then I'll go check it out!"

She dashed towards the stairs. Rowan followed at a leisurely pace, generally indifferent to toys but willing to accompany his sister.

Jonathan leaned down to whisper to Rowan, “There's a computer upstairs. Why don't you test out the internet?"

Rowan looked at Jonathan, eyes wide with surprise. “Does it actually work well?"

"Absolutely, it even has an anti-tracking system. You can slip into the network and leave no trace."

Without responding, Rowan sprinted off, overtaking Nola in an instant.

Jonathan watched them dash upstairs, a smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, Bethany had just finished changing her shoes. She looked puzzled as she noticed them leaving. "Where are they off to?"

"They've gone to play with toys upstairs."

"You've set all this up here?"

“What else would the kids be playing with?" Jonathan spread his hands, seeing no issue with his preparations.

Bethany couldn't help but feel exasperated.

She knew Jonathan would go to these lengths.

He was a considerate man, always striving for perfection in everything he did. Moreover, he adored Nola and Rowan, treating them as if they were treasures to be cherished closely.

"Just spoiling them."

"Feeling jealous?" Jonathan teased, pulling her into his embrace and kissing her deeply. "I've organized everything so that nothing will bother us while we are in the bedroom."

Bethany clearly understood what Jonathan was implying.

However, he seemed increasingly demanding lately. He hardly resembled the restrained CEO he once was.