The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 5

“Because…” Rosalie swallowed the last bit of bread in her hand.

The bread tasted so-so. Had it been in the past, she would’ve probably refused to eat it, but at present, taste played a secondary role to her. Filling her stomach was the most important thing.

She continued, “We’re the same kind of people. We’ve been abandoned by this society and need to fend for ourselves at the lowest rungs of the social ladder. Perhaps no one would want or care about people like us, but at least we can give each other warmth and solace. I can care about you, just as you can care about me, right?”

She flashed a gentle smile at him, which carried traces of hope, yearning, and nervousness.

“Is that so? It does seem like we really are the same kind of people… he murmured. Yet, his gaze looked like he was watching a small animal fall into a trap. Perhaps life was really too boring for him. Being able to get anything he wanted at his fingertips became mundane over time. Right now, this game was more interesting to him.

“Rosie,” he gently called out the word she desired to hear.

In an instant, a smile bloomed across her face like stars lighting up the night sky.

After dinner, Rosalie took Jonathan to the night market to shop for clothes.

Although she picked the cheapest options, she still spent more than 100 dollars on a change of clothes for him.

Rosalie made Jonathan put on the cotton-padded jacket on the spot there and then. “Are you feeling warmer?”

“Mm, Jonathan hummed lightly as he lowered his gaze to glance down at her, who was almost half a head shorter than him. “Actually, you don’t have to buy these clothes for me. I’ve gotten used to the cold. Even if 1 were still clad in what I originally wore, I’d be okay.”

“Being used to it doesn’t mean that you should stay like that,” she insisted. “I might not have a lot of money and can’t buy you too many things, but I can still let you wear warm clothes, at the very least.

“Why are you so kind to me?” he asked in a low voice.

“Because I’m your older sister,” she replied with a smile. When she accidentally touched his hand and found that it was also icy, she held both his hands between hers, bowed her head, and blew warm air onto them while gently rubbing thepa back

and forth.

hands are too cold. Rubbing them like this can keep

little, and the pair of beautiful eyes beneath his bangs abruptly narrowed. No woman had ever rubbed his

it seemed like he was not that against her touch. ‘Am I only able to endure her touch because she’s currently an important part of the game for me?” he

a sudden realization. She glanced down at her hands full of calluses

trailed off, she hurriedly let

answered, “I don’t think your hands are rough. My hands are still a

Rosie?”

held out both his hands

but swiftly reacted and held his hands between hers again. Compared to his

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Chapter 5

worked to wrap around his big hands as much as possible as she

her head and even blew warm air onto his hands from time to time. In his eyes, the tip of her nose, which

while he looked at his hands wrapped by the two little hands. “It seems like…. they’re really getting warmer, he thought.

but I begged him for a long time and finally managed to convince him to keep it. I want to give it to you, but

talking about. It was an album of the photographs she had taken with her mother before she was three

it,” Loretta added tenderly. With that, she gave a specific address and ended

that Loretta most certainly wouldn’t

her mother. Nearly all her memories of her mother

An aloof male voice resonated beside

to bed without waiting for me.” With that, she stood up in a hurry, put on her coat, and

was a club. Upon walking into the private -room that Loretta had told her, she saw that there was not only Loretta but also a slightly plump middle-aged man in his 40s

in there.

girlfriend of Mr. Xanthos?” that man asked