The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 102

“It’s just that they had set you up and had been locked up for so many days because of you. Aren’t you worried that they’ll bear a grudge against you and humiliate you more?” he asked.

Rosalie was silent. She naturally understood Daniel and the rest would not be grateful to her for releasing them after this incident. Instead, they will resent her more.

“None of them matter to me, so I don’t care how much they hate or think of me,” she said calmly as she looked down.

However, her calmness annoyed him for some reason.

“What about me?” he asked abruptly.

“What?” She froze as she was thrown off guard.

He propped his hands on the edge of the bed and approached her, asking, “What about me? Do you care about me? Do you care what I think of you?”

Rosalie was stunned. If he was Jon, she naturally cared about him. However, he was now Jonathan…

“It probably doesn’t matter to you whether I care,” she said.

“What if it matters?” he asked.

She bit her lips and took a deep breath before saying, “I care.”

He seemed a little surprised that she admitted it so straightforwardly. “Why?”

“Because you’re Jonathan. You’re important in Strico. One word from you can even change other people’s lives. Of course, I care about what you think. You know I can’t afford to offend you.”

The consequence of offending him was repeated torture in prison. She was afraid, so afraid!

In fact, she could not afford to offend him at all.

His mood worsened instantly.

ever think of offending me when you said you refused

She winced slightly

to him. He then said in an extremely amorous tone, “Do you know what happened between us in this room after 1 brought you home last night?”

expression changed instantly. “You said you wouldn’t touch me.”

what if I did touch you?” he asked in reply.

it was about to bleed. The calmness in

felt his mood worsening.

him in a bad mood. However, he could not tell who was being punished.

now.

his hand, straightened up, and said coldly, “Don’t worry. I didn’t touch you, but

half of his speech, but

possible?” she denied

looked coldly at her. “How is it not possible? You were drunk and didn’t remember what happened. Do you want me to help you recall it? Should I tell you how you pressed me on the bed and kissed me last night?”

became redder as he

time he finished speaking, her face was already as red as

of bed and said, “I’ll… go wash up.”

as she was running for her life, and his

at her red face

believe what Jonathan

pressed him down

that possible?

But… She hesitated.

impossible? I don’t even know what I’m capable of doing when I’m

the truth?

herself in a hole at the thought of that

hurry, she walked out of the bathroom to find Jonathan still in her

chair, sipping a

and delicate features. His long eyelashes looked like fans when he looked down People could not help but imagine

pleasing to the eyes. It was