The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 7

“No.” Jonathan answered. Yet, he recalled Rosalie pinning him down on the bed with intoxicated eyes when he was about to put her on the bed after he brought her back to the rental home in his arms.

At that moment, he was surprised by his carelessness. Had she been someone who wanted his life, he would’ve lost his life there and then!

The man had always been vigilant, so he couldn’t wrap his mind around why he had put down his guard.

However, before he could get up. Rosalie had already cupped his face with both hands. She pushed aside the thick bangs on his forehead and stroked his eyelids with her fingertips.

“You have beautiful eyes… I like them… so much…’ she murmured.

“Like?” That word wasn’t uncommon to Jonathan. After all, there were always women who claimed to like him and complimented things about his eyes and stuff.

His eyes were perhaps the only part that resembled his mother.

Jonathan’s father would often gaze into Jonathan’s eyes and be lost in thought when the latter was a child. His father would then mumble to him, “These eyes may seem affectionate but are, in fact, the most heartless. I wonder, will you be affectionate or heartless in the future, Jon?”

“Mm-hmm. Because… they’re pure…” Rosalie elaborated while burping.

“Pure?” thought Jonathan, snickering. This was the first time someone had described his eyes as pure.

“It’s as if they have never been tainted by any sins… So pure… The woman was in a charmingly tipsy state, her face virtually pressing against his. “Jon, don’t be afraid… I will… protect you….”

With that, she slumped onto his chest and fell asleep in her drunkenness.

“Protect me? You can’t even protect yourself, yet you claim that you’ll protect me? How ridiculous! Jonathan sneered inwardly.

Back to the present, he looked at Rosalie and lied, “You didn’t do anything, just fell asleep”

Hearing that, she breathed a sigh of relief.

gaze then landed on the red and swollen part of her check. “Does your face hurt?”

immediately answered truthfully, “Not really.” After all, a slap was nothing compared to the suffering she had

and how did you get drunk?” Jonathan stared

her.

ran into a drunkard and had a minor confrontation, Rosalie

uncorrupted. Even though he was homeless, he still maintained the innocence of a child. Hence,

in his eyes. “If I’d arrived earlier, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt,

a game to him that added color to his otherwise monotonous life. He had even anticipated what might happen when

saw the result with his own eyes, he found himself unhappy

club entrance. If not, I might have to sleep on the road all night,” comforted Rosalie while

smile’s so serene, but why do I still

friend today, only

was too careless. I thought, at most, she’d just try to make some money out of me. Never have I

a drunken haze”

Jon?

“It’s the

and told him to treat me as his older sister.” explained Rosalie. At the

How old is he?” Lillian

few

hard time believing

grown man now,

were you thinking? What if he has ulterior motives? Have you ever thought about the danger? You studied law yourself, so you should all the

understand your concerns, but Lillian, having someone to live with makes me feel less lonely. Besides,

me!” demanded Lillian. “Look. How about I move in with

me even more if you moved

evidence

to give up studying abroad.