The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 146

Rosalie anxiously asked where her album was. That album contained her most precious memories.

Jonathan frowned unconsciously. “Are you willing to give up your life for this photo album? You were lucky yesterday to only sustain some superficial burns on your fingers. What will you do if a larger area of your body gets burned?”

“This photo album is very important to me! Rosalie exclaimed.

“Is it more important than your hands? Are you really going to destroy your hands just to protect an album?” Jonathan asked in a low voice.

Rosalie took a deep breath and replied, “It’s very important. Even if my hands were destroyed, I would still want to protect it. For her, it was a memory and a symbol of her persistence.

It represented the most beautiful familial affection and also the happiest time she had ever had.

Her answer caused Jonathan’s expression to turn grim. He was so angry at her for not cherishing herself and also at himself for caring more about her health than she did.

She didn’t care about her hands, but he cared so much that he was unwilling to see her get hurt.

“Where is my album?” she anxiously asked again.

Jonathan breathed a long sigh of relief. He stood up, walked to a cabinet not far away, took the burnt album, and handed it to her.

Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully opened the album and looked at the photos in it, her eyes turning red again. Some of the photos inside had been burned to a crisp, and some only had the corners left intact. Only about a quarter of the photos were not affected by the fire.

Every time she turned a page, it seemed that she needed more perseverance to bear the pain.

She didn’t expect that she couldn’t even protect an album.

Rosalie closed the album and murmured. “Thank you.”

Jonathan looked

you for taking me to the hospital last night and treating my wounds. My emotions

happened last night flashed

his arms even if she wanted to cry. But yesterday, she clung to him like he

now on, only I can watch you lose

was not an inquiry but a direct

his head and glanced at her gauze-covered fingers again. “If you have any trouble in the future, you can tell me. Don’t just try to solve it by yourself. Besides, your hands are injured now. I’ve helped you to apply for leave from the Environment and

stunned for a moment and then felt a wave of bitterness in her heart. This place couldn’t be considered as her home. Or more specifically, she didn’t have a home in this

my supervisor will think I’m too troublesome and fire me,” Rosalie

it meant that other colleagues would have to

said with great certainty. “You should take good care of your fingers first. Otherwise, do you think that

silent. It was true that she

hands are healed first. After that, you can do whatever you want.” Then, as if he had thought of something, he added, “Are you going to meet

with Jonathan heard this, they

been this worried over the wounds on a

were covered in blood with their life hanging by a thread, he wouldn’t

them

witness from my lawsuit. I want to meet her and find out what’s going

Jonathan’s face

the witness?”

have to ask Lillian

cheek. “I told you

me find out who is the one who framed me. You just want to use the innocent until proven guilty’ argument to rid

opinions matter that much?” Jonathan frowned and