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?”

red light ahead turned green, and Carlos drove forward.

over and helped Rosalie up. “Rosalie, are you all right? Do you need to go to the hospital?”

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

swelling,” said Yulissa. Then, she

limped back to her rental home. As soon as she entered the

the man

seemed to have dispersed. It turned out that all she wanted was just someone

must be hungry. I bought two sets of boxed meals today. We can have our dinner once I finish cooking

on it. Then, she

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Chapter 9

with your

some pain relief gel later,” Rosalie said nonchalantly. However, her expression shifted every time she took a step,

he said as he reached out and pulled her over.

was obvious even when the swollen part was hidden in

pulled the sock down, the bruised lump around her ankle came into

care and that he could remain indifferent even if Rosalie’s leg were broken. Yet for some

gel Rosalie awkwardly tried to pull back her

a moment, the air was filled with

gel?’ he asked

in the medicine box on the bedside table.”

out a cry of surprise when Jonathan suddenly scooped her up and carried her to the bed. After

and removed her socks and shoes. Next, he gently pressed on the bruised lump on her

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

but she only gritted her teeth without making a