The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 9

After leaving the hospital, Carlos asked, “Mr. Youngblood, do you want to go back to the manor or…

“Head back to the western district,” Jonathan said calmly.

Rosalie’s rental home was in the western district. Carlos didn’t know how long Jonathan planned to stay in that tiny rental home.

At a traffic light intersection on their way to the western district, Carlos suddenly said, “Mr. Youngblood, Ms. Rosalie Leighton is on the roadside.

Jonathan looked over and saw a figure sweeping the garbage by the roadside.

She was wearing fluorescent workwear, and her hair was tied in a simple ponytail. Due to the cold weather, every breath she exhaled came with white fog.

Just then, an electric scooter sped over, seemingly rushing to catch the green light. It passed by Rosalie and grazed her leg, causing her to tumble.

However, the driver of the electric scooter didn’t even bother stopping and proceeded to cross the road.

Both Jonathan and Carlos watched the scene unfold before them.

“Mr. Youngblood, should we find out who the driver is and hold him accountable? Carlos asked. He believed that Jonathan still cared about Rosalie. Since Jonathan had stood up for her previously when she was plied with drinks and slapped in the club, Carlos thought Jonathan would naturally do the same this time.

As Jonathan fixed his gaze on Rosalie, who was on the ground, Leonard’s voice suddenly sounded in his mind again. “Remember what you said today. Never become like him…”

“I will never care about a woman like Dad. It’s just a game. Besides, I’m not Jon. Why would I care about a sanitary worker named Rosalie?” he thought.

Jonathan looked away and spoke indifferently. “It’s none of our business.”

Carlos was stunned. He wondered, “Was I wrong to think that Mr. Youngblood cares about Rosalie?”

green, and Carlos drove

helped Rosalie up. “Rosalie, are you all right? Do you

injury. Her skin didn’t tear nor bleed, but the area around her ankle that had been grazed

it. That will help to ease the swelling,” said Yulissa. Then, she began cursing the wicked scooter rider who didn’t even check on Rosalie after hitting her.

as she

back,” the man

was just someone who would wait for her at home. It didn’t matter that the house was

two sets of boxed meals today. We can have our dinner

in the room and place the boxed meals on it. Then, she turned around to the sink to wash the vegetables before

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wrong with your leg” he asked

deal. Ill apply some pain relief gel later,” Rosalie said nonchalantly. However, her expression

now?” he said as he reached out and pulled her

even when the swollen part was hidden in Rosalie’s sock.

down, the bruised lump around her ankle came

he wouldn’t care and that he could remain indifferent even if Rosalie’s leg were broken. Yet for some reason, his chest felt stuffy

the pain relief gel Rosalie awkwardly tried to pull back her foot from Jonathan’s hold, but his fingers firmly held onto her

air was filled

pain relief gel?’ he

in the medicine box on the bedside

suddenly scooped her up and carried her to the bed. After placing her down, he took

the side of the bed, he rested her injured right foot on his leg and removed her socks and shoes.

fine. As she had mentioned, it was merely an external injury. Jonathan then squeezed some pain relief gel onto

her teeth without making a