After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire

Chapter 965 Doyle’s Question

Chapter 965 Doyle’s Question

Theodore thought he heard wrong. Since Oscar became the commander, he had never taken a day off,

not even on holidays. Even if he wasn't working at the office during holidays, he was always on call and

ready to work.

Now he suddenly wanted to take a year-end break. Did Commanders even have that option?

"Don't schedule any work for me this week."

"What if there's something important?"

"You'll handle it."

"..."

"Since tomorrow." Oscar reiterated.

"Okay." Theodore nodded. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Anyway, it was good news that Oscar finally decided to rest after working like a robot for so many

years. It was cause for celebration.

"Find out Doyle's itinerary in Northfield for me." Oscar requested.

As expected, there was a reason behind this sudden change of Oscar. Theodore really wanted to try

and persuade him but knew deep down that once Oscar made up his mind about something, nothing

could change it.

He leaned back in the rear seat and let out a heavy sigh before speaking up again, "Oscar, there are

many people who look alike in this world. If you want to find someone looking like her, I can help you..."

What would be the point of trying to steal someone else's fiancee, especially from a bit shot?

He could help him find someone with similar features from behind though, just as long as Oscar agreed

with the plan.

"You don't need to worry about anything else. I won't be working this week so focus more on official

business matters."

Theodore nodded.

"Don't indulge yourself too much, it affects your health." Oscar reminded him.

Theodore felt annoyed, "When have I ever indulged myself too much? Everything I do is within my

capabilities! It's actually you who needs reminding. Find a woman, you can't hold everything inside like

this all the time, it's bad for your health."

Oscar didn't bother engaging further into conversation with Theodore over such things. Then suddenly

Theodore remembered something exciting, "Do you know who I saw tonight?"

"Who?"

"Little Bunny, MY WIFE."

Oscar gave him a sidelong glance which seemed almost condescending towards z poor teddy boy.

"You recognized her?" asked Theodore.

"So you didn't recognize her?!" Oscar asked, incredulous.

"She's changed so much, isn't it normal for me to not recognize her?! You know, what she looks like at

home, just plain-faced and never dressed up. My strongest memory of her is when she was pregnant

or right after giving birth to my son and still breastfeeding. She was a little chubby then, all soft..."

"You only remember women in bed." Oscar interrupted him bluntly.

Theodore scowled but then realized that Oscar had a point. His deepest memory of Little Bunny was

from their passionate encounter. After that, they missed each other due to various circumstances and

eventually he forgot about her altogether. He always had plenty of women around him anyway.

"Since Little Bunny is in the Capital now, don't you want to meet up with her?" Oscar asked.

Normally, if Theodore had other plans at night, he wouldn't ride back with him.

"Come on!" Theodore exclaimed, "I don't want to lose all my pride. If I meet up with her now after failing

to recognize her earlier today, how will she look at me?!"

"At least, you're self-aware." Oscar commented dryly.

"But she ruined my mood tonight." Theodore grumbled.

He had planned on finding another woman to spend the night with but after running into Little Bunny

earlier today, which made he lose interest in everything else around him.

"Theodore, aren't you afraid of getting punished one day?"

"..."

Besse and Doyle were staying in a presidential suite together of a luxury hotel in the Capital.

Inside the room, Doyle collapsed onto the bed without moving an inch while Besse sat down on the

sofa next to it feeling sleepy.

"When are we going back?" Besse asked.

"Didn't you agree that we'd relax here for a few days together after this press conference?" Doyle

muffled his head into a pillow.

The bedding had gotten changed since there wasn't even a trace of the smell of Besse left on it, which

made her unhappy.

"I'm just asking about our itinerary."

"I have no itinerary. Being with you is enough." Doyle turned his head towards Besse

"Let me make some arrangements then."

"Okay." Doyle replied with a bright smile.

He liked the moment when Besse compromised to him, which made him feel like he was being

pampered.

Besse took out the phone and started looking up some strategies online while Doyle lay on the bed,

watching her with great interest.

"Can you go to sleep now?" Besse asked without even looking at him, sounding resigned.

"Can't I sleep with you?"

Besse was a little bit surprised by his words.

Ever since she woke up three years ago, Doyle had been always by her side. They were supposed to

be lovers but they never did anything too intimate because she would always reject it due to feeling

uncomfortable and unfamiliar with it. After rejecting his advances once, he never asked again until now.

This was the first time in three years that he had suggested something like this.

"Don't you like kids? We can make one tonight."

"Get out!"

"You sure you don't want to?" Doyle asked seriously, "With our looks combined, our baby will be cuter

than those two kids we saw today."

"Alright, alright." Besse replied impatiently as if humoring a child who wouldn't stop asking questions,

"Go back to your room and rest after such a long day, tomorrow we'll go out."

"I'd rather stay here and play in the room." Doyle said earnestly while grinning mischievously at her

blushing face.

"Doyle!"

They hadn't consummated their relationship yet, at least from Besse's perspective. So these

conversations often left her feeling shy or embarrassed afterwards. Doyle wished that sometimes

Besse could show more emotion towards him even if it meant getting angry or upset, instead of

keeping everything bottled inside her all the time, which made it seem like there was still some distance

between them.

"By the way, who do you think is hotter? Me or Northfield's Commander?" Doyle changed the topic

abruptly.