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?”

light ahead turned green,

ran over and helped Rosalie up. “Rosalie, are you all

that had been grazed by the electric scooter was swollen. “It’s okay. I’ll put

make sure to massage it. That will help to ease the swelling,” said Yulissa. Then, she began cursing the wicked scooter

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

man stood

the coldness surrounding her body seemed to have dispersed. It turned out that all she wanted was just someone who would wait for her

two sets of boxed meals today. We

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

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Chapter 9

what’s wrong with your leg” he asked knowingly.

nonchalantly. However, her expression shifted every time she took a step,

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

noticeable lump. It was obvious even when

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

Yet for some reason, his chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable as he looked at her swollen ankle.

relief gel Rosalie awkwardly tried to pull back her

moment, the air

the pain relief gel?’ he asked all of a sudden.

the medicine box on the bedside table.”

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 relief gel

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

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

exerted some force, but she only gritted her teeth