The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 82

Rosalie’s body stiffened. Then she thought, “He’s right. Even if I call out for help, who would break in and save me? Rescuing me would mean antagonizing Jonathan. Who would be so foolish to do that!”

When Rosalie was lost in her thoughts, Jonathan’s lips met and parted hers, seeking all the sweetness Rosalie had to offer.

“No! I don’t want to do this!” Rosalie reacted inwardly.

Almost instinctively, Rosalie bit down hard.

The next moment, her mouth was filled with a metallic taste of blood. Rosalie jolted in shock. It was Jonathan’s blood. She knew she had just bitten his tongue and caused it to bleed.

But even so, Jonathan continued the kiss, forcefully making her swallow his blood!

Rosalie lost track of time, and when the kiss finally ended, she felt a tingling sensation on her lips. The taste of blood in her mouth was overwhelming and intense.

“Does it taste good?” Jonathan whispered. His lips curled into a faint smile, and a trace of fresh blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth.

His smile, set against that crimson blood, appeared surprisingly captivating.

As Rosalie opened her mouth, the sensation of blood became even stronger. A mixture of saliva and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin.

Jonathan raised his finger and gently wiped away the fresh blood from the corner of her lips. “Speaking of which, it’s the first time a woman has tasted my blood. Rosie, you really have a way of making me break so many precedents.”

“Could you let go of me, please?” Rosalie said stiffly.

“Do you really not want to stay by my side?” Jonathan asked while gently stroking her hair with his fingers.

Jonathan’s touch was gentle, but Rosalie’s body couldn’t help trembling. Rosalie could even feel a chill running down her spine. +

she swallowed the saliva in

my side synonymous with not being peaceful? Jonathan chuckled and stretched out his finger

of her skin on her shoulder

She shut her eyes tightly and remained

was futile, all Rosalie could do

was something she had come to understand during her time

feel his lips kissing her neck, collarbone, and fingers touching her skin.

it! Just treat him as a Jon

will. The trembling grew more and more intense until a nauseating sensation mixed with the smell of

eyes and covered her

been holding her had loosened. She quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. She leaned over

today, her stomach was already empty, and aside from

she continued to vomit, her body trembled incessantly. When Rosalie had vomited so much that she could hardly bring

outside the

coldly with his pitch-black eyes. “Do you

and huddled body made it seem as though she had placed a thousand miles

pursed his thin lips tightly. When had he needed to go to such lengths for a woman? He was

be interesting, but he

“But let me make it clear upfront. Even if you regret it in the funire, I won’t want you anymore. I will never give anyone a second chance.”

that, Jonathan turned around and walked out of the ward.

the sink with both arms as if she had exhausted all her strength

mean she could leave

her disheveled clothes, ran her fingers through her hair, and then looked at her pale reflection in the mirror. She couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

the hospital’s entrance, a group of people

who killed someone in the accident! Rosalie