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?”

ahead turned green, and

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

injury. Her skin didn’t tear nor bleed, but the area around her ankle that had been grazed by the electric scooter was swollen. “It’s okay. I’ll put on some pain relief gel when I go home.”

That will help to ease the swelling,” said Yulissa. Then, she began cursing the wicked scooter rider who

back to her rental home. As soon as she entered the door, she saw a

the man stood

was just someone who would wait for her

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

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

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your leg” he asked knowingly.

her expression shifted every time she took

“Why don’t you apply it now?” he said as

It was obvious even

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

leg were broken. Yet for some reason, his chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable as

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

air was filled with silence.

the pain relief gel?’ he asked all

the medicine box on the

and carried her to the bed. After placing

his leg and removed her

injury. Jonathan then squeezed some pain relief gel onto his palm and began massaging Rosalie’s

her teeth without making