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?”

turned green,

up. “Rosalie, are you all

teeth and examined her 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, and make sure to massage it. That will help to ease the swelling,”

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

the man stood up

surrounding her body seemed to have dispersed. It turned out that all she wanted was just someone who would wait for her at home. It didn’t matter that the house was small and shabby.

“You must be hungry. I bought two sets of boxed meals today.

replied and watched her hobble 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 the vegetable soup on

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said nonchalantly. However, her expression shifted every time she

his thin lips slightly. “Why don’t you apply it now?” he said as he reached out and pulled her

obvious even when the swollen

the sock down, the bruised

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

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 unable

air

pain relief gel?’ he asked

the medicine box

carried her to the bed. After placing her

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

an external injury. Jonathan then squeezed

she only gritted her teeth