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 chest, inhaling her scent as her warmth spread to his cheek.

steady heartbeat came to his ears through the clothes.

listen to her heartbeat in

“Mom, don’t go…”

straight, begging the woman who had packed her

no avail. The woman still insisted on leaving without

out to hold

waved him off as an excruciating pain struck the boy in

hurts! Oh my. Who can save me and stop this

him, threatening to end his

“Jon! Jon!”

was a voice

Who is calling my

won’t be in pain anymore…”

feeling of suffocation and pain faded like a tide as Jonathan listened to her words. He struggled to open his eyes, looked at the delicate

“Rosie…”

relief. “Great. You’re

childhood and how he knelt before the woman, begging pitifully. He wondered if the dream was a result of him mentioning her

head, only to find that the buttons on his pajamas had been unbuttoned, revealing his chest. “My clothes are…”

you keep saying you are in pain, so I worried you hurt yourself… Hmm, that’s why… I unbuttoned your clothes… wanting

stared at her. A crimson shade slowly crept onto Rosalie’s

that… you woke up before I took a look, so I didn’t

the more amorous she made the

okay, even if you see what’s on my

she almost choked on her saliva. She wondered,

still in pain?” After

it doesn’t hurt anymore.” He lowered his head and began to button

happened…” She looked at his chest in a daze. There was a

just a minor injury,”

Jonathan was crying out in pain in his dream earlier as he grabbed his chest