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.

himself fall asleep.

tucked Jonathan in

forehead. He did not sweat much, and his sleeping face was rather peaceful. It seemed that he was no longer

move away, his eyes suddenly opened. His beautiful eyes seemed bright and clear. “Rosie…”

electric cooker. You can eat it when you get up later. You had a stomachache last night, so have some light meals today. Oatmeal will soothe your stomach. Also, don’t forget to take the

she finished reminding him, she hurried out the door.

was once again alone in the

at the instant pot on the small round table, and then buried his face in the spot on the bed

bed, and her warmth lingered on the blanket she used

to be getting greedy….

watched Jonathan take out a cheap phone with an outdated design. In his opinion, it did not seem to fit

Chapter 15

quickly acquired a SIM card and handed it

Jonathan put the SIM card into the phone and sent a message. Not long after, the

the text message, Jonathan, who had always been

and thought, ‘Hm. I was not

the text message earlier?”

of that text

to be the only person Mr. Youngblood addressed

actually smile because of

to say that this woman has a place

executive meeting of Youngblood Group, Jonathan’s phone

phone, accepting the call, and putting the phone next to his ear as if to hear what was being

understand. I’ll eat it. I

who he was speaking with since his tone was