Chapter 140

Rosalie shuddered as she raised her head dazedly and encountered Jonathan’s eyes, which held a gentle ripple within their

gaze.

Meanwhile, Elodia’s expression changed, and she forced a couple of awkward chuckles before saying, “Mr. Youngblood, I didn’t realize… how deep your feelings for Rosalie were. Have you thought about tying the knot?”

“Tm prepared to marry her as soon as she agrees,’ replied Jonathan.

Staring at Jonathan in disbelief, Rosalie could feel her heart pounding wildly. She felt as if she had just heard something

absurd.

“How’s that possible?” blurted Elodia.

Jonathan glanced at Elodia casually and asked, “What’s not possible?”

The cold, icy gleam in his eyes sent a shiver down Elodia’s spine as a sense of dread welled up within her.

“That’s enough. Rosalie, let’s go,” said Jonathan, leading Rosalie away while holding her hand.

Trotting behind Jonathan. Rosalie left with him obediently.

At the mall, Ronin looked at Elodia disapprovingly and said. “Elodia, why did you mention your friend’s past imprisonment just now? You’re lucky that Mr. Youngblood was aware of it. If he had been unaware, it might have created an awkward situation between them and could even have led to their separation”

it on purpose!” Elodia resentfully thought. Then, she turned around to notice the expensive

sure he

sanitary worker who had

slightly, not appreciating how his girlfriend gossiped about their friends.

settle the bill. To her

we only had a few cups of

more contorted as her thoughts raced through her mind. “Who is this man?

she suddenly said, “I won’t dwell on what you said earlier. I

former colleague isn’t that great of a

was hereft of speech. If Jonathan and she were a genuine couple, Elodia’s earlier remarks were obviously meant to

take my words seriously,”

words seriously? What he said just now… Does he know the implication of his words when he mentions he’s prepared

the car and arrived at the Youngblood residence. She exited the car with Jonathan, and they were about to enter the house when he suddenly stopped

said. ‘I’ve

tiny, dilapidated house for an extended period. During that time, he experienced intense hunger, so much so that he had nearly no strength left, feeling

when a neighbor knocked

by Jonathan’s words and fixed her gaze on his retreating figure. His calm delivery of those words unexpectedly stirred

his childhood stories to her when he

her about how his father died in the snow after

endured some callous times before joining the Youngblood

sides. When Jonathan uttered his final sentence, an unconscious urge welled within her, reminiscent of how she used to reach out and pat him

the “Jon” she knew. He was Jonathan, someone she should. refrain from touching or

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