The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 75

This used to be a comforting gesture between them. In the past, her heart would always warm up when he tried to warm her hands, but now… All she felt was an unreal sense of fear.

Because she didn’t know what his intention was.

She twisted her hand uncomfortably and wanted to pull out her hand, but his fingers firmly held her hands so that she couldn’t take them away.

“Mr. Youngblood…”

“Call me Jon. Didn’t you always call me Jon before?”

She pursed her red lips.

“Just take it as my order and call me Jon, he whispered. He didn’t want to hear her address him as “Mr. Youngblood” anymore, which sounded too grating in his ears.

Rosalie was silent for a long time and finally spoke out. “Jon.”

A smile appeared on Jonathan’s face.

His innocent smile entranced her. Previously, she had always believed that his smile was pure as if he had never been tainted by the world’s impurities. It evoked her desire to protect him.

But then, the man who stood before her was Jonathan Youngblood.

In Strico, no one would dare to say that Jonathan was clean. Rumors circulated that his hands were tainted with the blood and tears of numerous individuals, branding him as cold-blooded and merciless. Crossing paths with him often led to dire

consequences.

In Strico, he was the last one anyone dared to mess with.

It was ridiculous that she wanted to protect such a person before.

“At first, when I met you, I did just think of it as a game. But later, I got along well with you.” He had never explained anything to anyone else, but now he was explaining it to her. If others heard him, they would be surprised again. “How about you stay by my side in the future?”

“Stay by your side?” She looked at him with a shocked face. She never expected that he would make such a request.

“If you stay with me, I will let you live as before. No, you will live a better life than before. Within reasonable limits, I’ll fulfill any requests you may have. You used to be a lawyer, and I can help you regain your lawyer’s license or even assist you in establishing your own law firm,” he stated.

In the past, she had entertained the idea of eventually starting her own law firm after she gathered extensive experience. However, over time, it turned into an unattainable daydream.

However, now Jonathan was presenting her with these words as if he was placing at tempting fruit before her, enticing her to

take a bite.

“Why?” She was confused, ‘Aren’t you going to

take

on me?”

“If I really wanted to take revenge on you, then I wouldn’t have saved you the day before yesterday.” Jonathan said nonchalantly. ‘I told you I feel good when I am with you, so I hope you can stay beside me.”

“And stay until you grow tired of it?” she retorted. “So, it’s still a game to him. A sibling charade that he’s never played. before? He’s treating me kindly and gently now, just because I’m something novel to him,” she thought to herself.

“Until I grow tired of it?” Jonathan echoed the words in his mind. He didn’t think that he would ever get tired of her for the rest of his life, but at that moment, he just said “yes” to Rosalic.

He would never allow himself to be controlled by women.

“Indeed Bosalie sighed inwardly. She knew that once he grew tired of her, she would plummet from the heights of heaven to the depths of hell once more.

“If you intend to lift me only to let me crash down again, you don’t need to go through all this trouble. I’m already living in inisery. I work as a sanitary worker with barely any money, and I’ve been evicted from my home. Or do you want me to kneel at Melanie’s grave and apologize? I’d willingly pay with my life…” Rosalie uttered bitterly.

“Enough!” He suddenly interrupted her. She seemed to be convinced that he orchestrated all of this as a form of retribution for Melanie’s situation, rather than genuinely wanting her company. “Listen, Melanie is not worth the extent of effort you think. What you need to understand is that all I want is for you to be by my side.”

Hesaid, looking down at her hands in his palms. Even if he rubbed them for a long time, her hands were still very cold. He knew that he was angry just now. It seemed that she could easily stir up his emotions, scare hirm, and make him angry.

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The closer he got to her, the more she seemed to gain control over his emotions. Yet, he found himself unable to resist the urge to be near her.

“I think you should have a good rest tonight. Don’t say these stupid words again.” With that, Jonathan left the ward.

In the huge ward, only Rosalie was left.

Rosalie lowered her head and looked at her hands. Her hands were trembling. She wondered whether the trembling was a result of fear, fear of Jonathan or the uncertain future that awaited her.

“Do I stay by Jonathan’s side as he said? But… Can I even stay? I barely survived the injuries inflicted on me in prison. All of it happened because of him, and I endured three years of living through a nightmare,” she pondered.

The past filled her heart with fear whenever she looked at him.

Despite his attempt to warm her hands, they remained cold to the touch. That was because when his hand made contact with hers, her entire body turned as icy as the winter chill.

“Why would Jon turn out to be Jonathan? Why did the Jon she lived with, the one she considered her savior, end up being Jonathan? Why? Why?” Rosalie’s internal questioning was ceaseless. The pent-up emotions within her finally surged forth like a catharsis until she could no longer hold back the tears, and they streamed down her cheeks.

She pondered whether the emotion she was currently grappling with was fear, unease, or perhaps an unwillingness to fully accept reality.

She once said, “Jon, it’s good to have you.”

She remembered, at that moment, he spoke with a faint smile playing on his lips. “Remember this phrase then. I hope you won’t come to regret uttering it in the future.”

Perhaps in that instant, his words held an underlying implication.

Yet, how should she respond? Her words were resolute. “I won’t have any regrets.”

Meeting him had been a foolish dream, and now she was finally awakening from it.

But his game continued…

In the car, Carlos observed Jonathan’s somber expression and felt a sudden sense of unease. He was clueless about who might have angered Jonathan Normally, after meeting Rosalie at the hospital, Jonathan should have been in a better mood.

“Is it possible that Ms-Leighton was the cause of Mr. Youngblood’s displeasure?” Carlos speculated, his thoughts drifting to that possibility. If that were the case, he would have to be cautious to avoid incurring Jonathan’s anger himself.

The car was moving at a slow speed, and Jonathan closed his eyes softly. He hadn’t anticipated that Rosalie would discover his true identity in this manner.

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