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”

purpose!” Elodia resentfully thought. Then, she turned around to notice the expensive cup of coffee on the table that Jonathan had barely touched

He only took a sip of this coffee and didn’t finish it. I’m sure he has never enjoyed good coffee and doesn’t know how

marry a sanitary worker who had been

others” Ronin furrowed his brows slightly, not appreciating how

to settle the bill. To her surprise,

just now? He even…. paid the bill? Although we only had a few cups of coffee, this wasn’t a cheap meal and cost around 200 dollars!

her mind. “Who is this man? Is

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

that great of

speech. If Jonathan and she were a genuine couple,

my words

“What is he implying by asking me to take his words seriously? What he said just now… Does he know the implication

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

said. ‘I’ve been

child, Jonathan held his father’s urn and stayed alone in the tiny, dilapidated house for an extended period. During that time,

his strength when a neighbor knocked on his cloor and provided

words and fixed her gaze on his retreating figure. His

had recounted his childhood stories to her when he was still known

about how his father died in the snow after his mother abandoned them. Rosalie felt sorry for him,

some callous times before

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

she knew. He was Jonathan, someone she should. refrain from touching or

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