The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 101

His black eyes fixedly stared at her. At this moment, she was drunk with tenderness and charm. How many people had seen

her like this?

“Has Zachary… also seen her like this?” Jonathan thought.

Suddenly, a touch of jealousy rose in his heart. He was envious that Zachary had dated her before. When she and Zachary were together, did she also call out his name with such a gentle voice? How close were they before?

“Do you really think I look good?” he murmured. He wanted to keep her bound to his side like this so that no one could see how charming she was.

“Yes, Jon, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen. She chuckled softly, playfully tapping her finger on the tip of his nose as if he were an interesting toy.

It seemed that she was the only one who could treat him as a toy.

Suddenly, her expression changed. Her sinile disappeared and was replaced by a sense of sadness. “Jon, I will be nice to you. Don’t leave me, okay?”

Her eyes were covered with mist as if he was extremely important to her. If he left, it would be unbearable for her.

“I’ve never wanted to leave. Did you forget that it’s you who didn’t want to stay with me?” he said. He knew she was drunk now, and tomorrow, she might not remember what she had said. But he still couldn’t help asking her seriously.

Why wouldn’t I want to be with you, Jon? I really want to stay with you… Really… Perhaps only when she

his lips, and she pecked him

his eyes were darkening. “Do

course, she didn’t know. She was still smiling happily as if she had

him made more intimate moves,

of imprisonment seemed to have been lifted, and it was as if

suddenly closed his eyes and unconsciously

matter what you do to me?” His voice was hoarse. He couldn’t tell whether he was talking to her

understand what he meant. Then, she made a thoughtful

Such sweetness made

lips retreated from his, he felt a sudden loss. He wanted more.

“Jon,” when her hands wrapped around his neck and the sweet breath rushed

about not touching a drunk woman,” he

her lips, which made

know how long he had been kissing her, but when the

really…”A rare sense of powerlessness filled his body. She was

under him. After a while, he finally sighed and covered

he whispered. His

small rental home no longer seemed cold and empty. Even the air carried a hint of

by her bedside, she couldn’t help

here?”