The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 42

Rosalie was stunned. She didn’t expect the place where she first met him would actually be where Jonathan’s father died.

“I’m sorry,” Rosalie voiced.

“You don’t have to apologize. My father brought his death upon himself,” Jonathan said in a low voice.

“He brought it upon himself?” Rosalie was surprised. At least she didn’t expect him to describe his father’s death in such a manner.

“Yes, he brought it upon himself. He fell in love with a person he shouldn’t have fallen in love with, and the other party found him useless. Even if he knelt and pleaded bitterly, it did nothing to salvage their relationship. In the end, he was so depressed that he froze to death in the snow.” Jonathan’s expression was calm, and his voice sounded normal, like any other day as if he was talking about something ordinary.

Even so, he seemed to emit an aura of loneliness.

It reminded Rosalie of the first time she saw Jonathan.

“Jon,” she called out to him.

He raised his eyes, and her face was reflected in his dark pupils. think he asked for it?”

“Do

you

Rosalie’s throat was dry. After a while, she questioned, “Is that woman your mother?”

He was silent, with no expression, but there was a trace of pain in his

eyes.

At that moment, she knew the answer.

She didn’t know how to comfort Jonathan. It was as if at this moment, any language would fail to relieve his pain. After all, only those who had experienced these things would know the pain.

She stood up and hugged Jonathan, who was sitting on a chair.

her scent as her warmth

steady heartbeat came to his ears through

him want to listen to her heartbeat in this

“Mom, don’t go…”

begging the woman who had packed her luggage not

avail. The woman still insisted on leaving without even looking at

anxious and wanted to reach out to hold his mother as he saw her leaving.

his mother waved him off as an excruciating pain struck the boy in the chest.

my. Who can save me

pain suffocated him, threatening to end

“Jon! Jon!”

a voice calling

Who

won’t be in pain anymore…” There was anxiety and concern in the gentle voice

a tide as Jonathan listened to her words. He struggled to open his eyes, looked at the delicate

“Rosie…”

of relief. “Great. You’re

how he knelt before the woman,

a sigh of relief and lowered his head, only to find that the buttons

as she explained, “It’s because… you keep saying you are in pain, so I worried you hurt yourself… Hmm, that’s why… I unbuttoned your clothes… wanting to take

A crimson shade slowly crept onto Rosalie’s

I took a look, so I didn’t actually see anything,”

she made the

see what’s on my body. You

wondered,

After a

He lowered his head and began to button

a daze. There was a scar on the position of his heart. Although the scar had faded, it still looked horrible. It could be imagined that this injury was definitely not minor back then.

a minor injury,” Jonathan

touch his scar. Rosalie wondered whether Jonathan was crying out in pain