The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 70

Jonathan prepared her a toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste on it before putting the cup with warm water in Rosalie’s hand.

Rosalie blushed. She couldn’t even remember how she finished brushing her teeth. Her whole body was enveloped with his smell.

He pulled another towel and wet it under the warm water from the faucet.

“I can do it myself… mumbled Rosalie as she bit her lip.

“Isn’t it more convenient for me to do it for you?” asked Jonathan.

“But the problem is… You are getting too close!” thought Rosalie. She was trapped in his arms as they enveloped her body from both sides. He wetted the towel in front of her eyes and then wrung it dry.

Rosalie looked up and gazed into the mirror.

She had always known that Jonathan was good-looking, but it was more prominent now, with no heavy bangs covering his forehead. He was in a suit and leather shoes. His whole body exuded a dignified air as if he was someone who had always been above others, an insurmountable existence.

She thought, ‘Why haven’t I noticed it before? Even Lillian felt that Jonathan couldn’t be a vagrant, but I have had this vague thought that he and I were the same kind of people, so I want to keep him by my side.

Is it because… I’m too afraid of being alone?

The truth must be that Jonathan is not only a homeless man. Instead, his identity might be something extraordinary.

I can tell that the clothes he is wearing are expensive. Plus, the doctors and nurses showed exceptional respect to him when he spoke to them.”

“What are you thinking about?” Jonathan’s voice suddenly interrupted her.

She suddenly came to her senses. At this moment, Jonathan was staring straight at her in the mirror. Rosalie’s body trembled and felt as if she had been thoroughly bound by the gaze in his eyes.

“Rosic, you are blushing,” whispered Jonathan as he leaned down slightly, and his lips came closer to her face. His warm, gentle breath sprayed on her cheeks and neck, making her feel a slight tingle and numbness..

she flushed even more.

calling me Rosie?” asked Rosalie as she tried hard to look away from the mirror. She lowered her

Rosie?” asked Jonathan in a low voice.

are obviously not a vagrant… You don’t have

silent, and the air was filled with an indescribably suffocating

out

you blaming me for lying to you?” asked Jonathan after

couldn’t really tell how she truly felt about his deception. She hated others deceiving her the most, especially when he

time she had spent with him was so beautiful. It was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream now. Plus, he had saved her. If it weren’t for him, then maybe life would have been another

“Jon, I don’t blame you,” she said. But she also knew that from now on, they would

He should obviously be happy to hear that Rosalie didn’t blame him, but her gaze made him uneasy.

was as if she was drawing a line between

didn’t like this

Rosalie back to the

fruits. Although it was a simple meal, it looked appetizing. Rosalie’s stomach was rumbling in

if you eat

the dishes one by one on the table next to Rosalie’s

shock. Had there ever been a time when the powerful and intuential Jonathan of

kept falling into

was about to find a scrunchie to tie her hair, but Jonathan said one step ahead. “I’ll do it.” As he said that, he took out a box with scrunchies and combs from the

from a luxury brand. Before she was imprisoned, she had bought some hair accessories from this brand, but at that time,

thoughtful and even had prepared all

it?” Rosalie couldn’t help but

comb every day. I’m familiar enough with it by now,” said Jonathan.

and tied it up with a scrunchie. Although his technique was lacking, it did sort

a sudden