The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 15

Tll be with you. The floor is by the bed. You can see me when you turn your head,” she said.

“This bed can fit two people. Can you lie on the bed and stay with me?” he murmured. Even he was unaware that his current gaze was tinged with desire.

Rosalie bit her lip slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded and said, “Okay” Then she carried the bedding from the floor and lay down beside him.

Even she was surprised that she would agree to share a bed with a man. Perhaps it was because he looked like a fragile glass doll that would shatter with a light touch that moment just now, and that made her want to protect him.

Lying on the bed, she turned off the light while his left hand held her right hand throughout.

“Jon, if you still feel uncomfortable, wake me up,” she said.

“Okay,” he replied. To his surprise, he was feeling better, much better than any of the previous episodes he had. He wondered, “Is it because of the medicine? Or… Is it because of her?” Her warmth kept coming from his palm.

“Will you always be with me, Rosie?” he said softly.

“Of course, Jon. We can always be together. Even if you take a wife and have a family in the future, I will still be there for you.” She thought. “I will always be with him as his sister. Although we are not related by blood, I think of him as my family.”

Jonathan’s eyes slowly closed. Her voice put him at ease, and his pain seemed to be fading.

“Take a wife…” he thought. Since Melanie died, he had never thought about marrying another woman, yet Rosalie was thinking about it.

“Rosie, will you keep your word?”

“Mhm,” Rosalie answered.

let himself fall asleep.

Jonathan in and

woke up, he was still asleep. She raised her hand and touched his cheeks and forehead.

about to move away, his eyes suddenly

up,” she said, “It’s still early. Go back to sleep. As she spoke, she quickly got dressed. There is oatmeal in the electric cooker. You can eat it when you get up later. You had a stomachache last night, so have some

she hurried out

alone in the narrow

the small round table, and then buried his face

bed, and her warmth lingered on the blanket she used to cover herself

seemed to be getting

his opinion, it did not seem to fit Jonathan’s style

Chapter 15

a SIM

card into the phone and sent a message. Not long after, the phone’s text

seeing the text message, Jonathan, who had always been cold, smiled

thought, ‘Hm. I was

it because of the

that

‘Well, Rosalie seemed to be the only person Mr. Youngblood addressed as

Youngblood actually smile because of Rosalie’s text message?’ Carlos

woman has a place

of Youngblood Group, Jonathan’s phone suddenly rang when everyone was listening

out a cheap, outdated phone, accepting the call, and putting the phone next to his ear as if to hear what

I’ll eat it. I won’t forget,’ said Jonathan.

was speaking with since his tone was much gentler than usual while he talked on