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

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

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

to do that, and make sure to massage it. That will help to ease the swelling,” said Yulissa. Then, she began cursing the wicked scooter rider who didn’t

as she entered the

back,” the man stood up and said.

turned out that all she wanted was just

hungry. I bought two sets of boxed

place the boxed meals on it. Then,

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Chapter 9

your leg” he asked knowingly.

accidentally scratched it. It’s no big deal. Ill apply some pain relief gel later,” Rosalie said nonchalantly. However, her expression shifted every time

now?” he said as he reached out and pulled her over. Next, he pulled

was obvious even when the swollen part was hidden in Rosalie’s

sock down, the bruised lump around her

and that he could remain indifferent even if Rosalie’s leg were broken. Yet for some reason, his chest felt

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

a moment, the air

he asked

in the medicine box on the bedside

scooped her up and carried her to the bed. After

the bed, he rested her injured right foot on his leg and removed her

merely an external injury. Jonathan then squeezed some pain relief gel onto his palm and began

exerted some force, but she only gritted her teeth without making a sound at