The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 98

Rosalie’s body tensed even further, and almost instinctively, she turned her face away, not wanting him to see her current expression.

“But have you ever considered that it’s because I am Jonathan Youngblood that I can make that old classmate of yours kneel and apologize to you? I can make it so that from now on, you won’t have to worry about others’ opinions, and those who look down on you will have to treat you with respect,” Jonathan calmly stated.

“What difference does that make? I would just be bullying others by flaunting my powerful connections,” she replied.

“What is the problem with that? I am willing to let you flaunt your relationship with me. How about it?” He leaned back in his chair, staring at her as if he were having a minor conversation.

Rosalie stared at him, perplexed. She assumed that when she approached him that day for help, his rejection meant that he had cut ties with her.

After all, a man of his stature would never allow himself to be rejected by a woman.

However, she hadn’t expected him to suddenly appear at her rental home that evening and even bring her to the restaurant.

Also, the reason he made Mandy kneel in front of her earlier was probably to teach her the significance of the power Jonathan held.

Mandy, who was prominent and arrogant, was forced to apologize in front of him.

“What do you want?” she asked, confused.

He gave it some thought, but he was not entirely certain of it himself. Perhaps he just wanted to see her again.

After being turned down once, he wondered if she would try to beg him again.

But she didn’t.

Even now, with him right in front of her, she did not beg him for assistance.

are you not going to beg me to help

widened her eyes. “Would you release

try?” he asked, a half-simile tugging at

of anxiety and unease flashed across her face. She wondered if he was saying that to make her feel rejected again after begging him or if he truly intended

Rosalie clenched her fists, determined to hold on to even a tiny glimmer of hope for Wilma’s sake.

moment, she had made up her mind. Even if Jonathan made her kneel or humiliated her

up, walked over to her, and took her right hand in his. He gently pried her

your hand is still injured? Doesn’t clenching your fist hurt even though the wound in your palm has scabbed over the course of time?” Rosalie’s body stiffened as he spoke soothingly to

injured herself on purpose that day at the Foster residence,

saved her from the

hands are always cold. Would you like me to warm

his large hands, which were gently holding

a sudden knock on

in Jonathan naturally

swung open. Dexter and a few waitresses entered the private room carrying dishes. Rosalie tried to pull her hand away instinctively, but Jonathan grabbed it firmly and said, “Don’t move.

look at them, who were

Rosalie’s hands with

have stripped and dumped a woman on the street after she knowingly

women,

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ordinary-looking woman.

was simply unbelievable.

for the waitresses to place the dishes on the table before exiting the room quickly and closing the private room

think we did? Who is this woman?” someone asked, leaning in closer

solemn. “This woman might become a significant figure in Strico