The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 66

Only then did Jonathan realize he was still wearing the same attire as he had dinner with his grandfather the night before.

If it were Jon, he naturally couldn’t afford to wear those things.

But after experiencing what had happened the night before, he did not want to hide his identity anymore. After all, he would tell her about his true identity sooner or later. It was just that he did it a little earlier now.

Also, it would be easier for him to protect her after she knew his identity.

He flashed her a smile and said, “Even if I dress differently. I’m still Jon. Isn’t it?”

No matter how stu pid Rosalie was, she could feel something wrong at such a time. She found that some things were different from what she had imagined.

“You are not a vagrant, are you?”

“No, I’m not,” he admitted.

“Why do you pretend to be a vagrant then?” A feeling of being deceived spontaneously surged within Rosalie’s heart. She widened her eyes at Jonathan while tightly grabbing the blanket on her body. Her fingers were trembling slightly.

It turned out that the naive and helpless man she thought did not exist, and it was only her wishful thinking the entire time.

Everything Lillian had said was true. She claimed Rosalie knew nothing about Jon, yet she had taken him home rashly.

Rosalie could not understand why Jon lived with her in that tiny rental home if he was not a vagrant and wondered what such days of living together meant to him.

“I didn’t pretend to be one. It was you who thought so, and I didn’t correct it,” he explained.

did not

do you still live together with me then? You have a family.” She glared at

spoke and gently stroked

bit her lips, and her

was the one who had been taking the initiative since

blanket on her body aside to get out of bed and leave. However, she lost her balance once

like jelly as if they had no energy.

reached out and caught her. “The drug effect in your body hasn’t been expelled from your body completely. You felt uncomfortable

the day before. Iler uncles had drugged her. and they had

carried her into Chris’s

trembled, and her

moment, she looked like a weak animal, seemingly fragile, vulnerable, and

others couldn’t help but want to protect her at

would have the urge to protect her. “It’s okay. The thing you were afraid of didn’t happen last night. It was

Rosalie exclaimed inwardly when she

her head and looked at the face before her in a daze. At the thought of the man having not gone

who called me and asked me to save

than 60 miles to save her in time after receiving her call, Rosalie felt a sense of indescribable shock in her

in. “But your hand was scratched by a mirror shard, Rosie. I guess it will take some time for your hand to recover. If there’s a

remove it.”

was wrapped in gauze. There were too many shocking

about the incident

bit her lip slightly before telling Jonathan what had happened during the New Year’s Eve