The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 99

“Drink until I am pleased,” he said.

She bit her lips and looked down. Her gaze fixed on the glass of wine in his hand. The indoor light shone on her face, and there was an indescribable beauty on her fluttering eyelashes.

“Are you afraid I will take advantage of you when you’re drunk? If I want a woman, there are many ways to do it, not so much as to use this method. No one dares to say anything, even if I sleep with you right now.” He spoke as if he could read her mind.

Rosalie mocked herself inwardly, “He was right. I shouldn’t have thought so much.”

She took the glass of wine and drank it.

The wine went down the throat. It was bitter and sweet.

She wasn’t much of a drinker. She mostly drank champagne when she drank to socialize for work back in the day.

As she was Zachary’s girlfriend back then, no one would force her to drink.

Rosalie drank the second glass without hesitation after Jonathan poured more wine into her glass.

She drank the wine one after the other as if it were medicine. She continued to drink the wine to please him.

On the other hand, he smiled the entire time as if it was a great pleasure to watch her drink like this.

Rosalie only felt like her mind was a little jumbled after drinking so much. Her hands and feet were getting more and more out of control, and even her voice began to stammer.

“You should drink too… When her wine glass was once again filled with red wine, she staggered and handed it to him, grinning.

He could tell she was drunk by her behavior.

He had seen her drunk once before. This time, however, it was completely different,

someone else was also

knew she was drunk now, her smile and what she said didn’t make sense, but

nodded firmly “Yes Drinking alone… is so boring. Would

speak in such

again. Repeat what you just said” He gently moved his finger

“Would

muttered, staring at him as if her eyes were stained

gently. He didn’t even realize his tone was

glass from Rosalie and drank it.

smile became brighter and brighter. She picked up the bottle, poured herself a glass of wine, and was about to drink it. This time, Jonathan reached out to stop her. “Rosie, you are

to drink anymore?”

You don’t need to drink it

a long time, she suddenly said as if she remembered something, “Jon, will you let go of Uncle Daniel and the

the

her drunk, so

glass of wine from her and drank it again.

or she

hearing her call him “Jon” softly. Her tone made him feel as

task. Then, she hugged Jonathan with her arms around his neck. “Jon, L.. I’m sleepy. I’d

fell asleep

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at the person in his arms blankly.

she was very alert toward him. But when she fell asleep, she let go of all

when you’re drunk,” he murmured, gently

could see more clearly

the point, his

coat he had set aside. He draped it around her. Then he picked her up and