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.

stunned and did not know how to

live together with me then? You have a family.” She glared at him.

you, and… He raised his hand as he spoke and gently

her lips, and

the one who had been taking

aside to get out of bed and leave. However, she lost her balance once her feet touched the floor and

like jelly as

hasn’t been expelled from your body completely. You felt uncomfortable all

him, Rosalie suddenly recalled what had happened the day before. Iler uncles had drugged her. and they had taken her to Chris’s house after that.

face instantly turned pale. She could remember that they carried her into Chris’s room, and

trembled, and

down at the woman in his arms. At that moment, she looked like a weak animal, seemingly fragile, vulnerable, and

made others couldn’t help but want to protect her at all

“It’s okay. The thing you were afraid

him. He saved me!” Rosalie exclaimed

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

and asked me

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

to the bed and carefully tucked her in. “But your hand was scratched by a mirror shard, Rosie. I guess it will

remove it.”

gauze. There were too many shocking things earlier that she

could you remember about the

before telling Jonathan what had happened during the New Year’s Eve dinner the night