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 Carlos drove forward.

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

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

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

soon as she entered the door, she saw a figure sitting

you’re back,” the man stood up and said.

all she wanted was just someone

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

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

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what’s wrong with your leg” he

scratched it. It’s no big deal. Ill apply some pain relief gel later,” Rosalie said nonchalantly. However, her expression shifted every time she took a step, and there was even a layer of sweat forming on her forehead.

he said as he reached out and pulled her

saw a noticeable lump. It was obvious even when the swollen part was hidden

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

if Rosalie’s leg were broken. Yet for some reason, his chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable as he looked

tried to pull back her foot from Jonathan’s hold, but his fingers firmly held

air

he asked all of

medicine box on the bedside

moment, Rosalie let out a cry of surprise when Jonathan suddenly scooped her up and carried her to the bed. After placing her down, he took the pain

he rested her injured right foot on his leg and removed her socks and shoes. Next, he gently pressed on the bruised lump

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

gritted her teeth without making a sound at