The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 174

Rosalie took the boxed meal and quickly dug in with her head lowered. At that moment, she only wanted to finish the meal and leave as soon as possible.

“Rosie, you’re eating so fast. Are you so eager to leave?” Jonathan’s voice sounded in the office.

Rosalie was choked and coughed, almost spat out the food in her mouth. She could only cover her mouth with her hand and struggled with the cough. Her face turned red a moment later.

After some struggle, she finally stopped coughing. However, the palm covering her mouth was now stained with food, so she planned to wipe it with a tissue.

Before she could take out the tissue, Jonathan grabbed her hand and pulled it toward his front.

She shook her wrist uneasily but did not break free, saying, “My hand is dirty. I need to wipe it clean.”

“Dirty? I don’t feel dirty at all.” He chuckled. Then he lowered his head and pressed his lips against her palm, licking the food

in it clean.

Rosalie’s body immediately stiffened. She only felt her palm burning, as if his light lick was touching a nerve in the palm of her hand and spreading throughout her body.

At the same time, the burning sensation in her palm seemed to make her body temperature rise through the flow of her

blood

“Done.” Jonathan’s voice rang out and sounded a little reluctant.

Rosalie shuddered and came back to her senses. Only then did she find that he had licked the food in her palm clean.

He still held her hand and did not let go, though. Staring at her intently with his charming eyes, he said. “The food in your palm tasted very sweet, Rosie. If only there were more.”

His words seemed to imply something, and his eyes were filled with

at his eyes, which seemed to possess a certain enchantment and kept tempting her

her hand the entire time, and her hand was finally free when he slightly

continued to eat the rest

voice sounded in her cars. “Eating with you like this

Rosie.”

for

of the old days, which were like a dream, she thought she might never have it again, and whatever belonged to Jon had

when Rosalie returned to the diner. Although Amelia did not seem to be suspicious of Rosalie for taking nearly an

you several trips to deliver them alone. Thank you for your hard work. By the way, did the customer say anything when

most worried about customer complaints, asking for

felt guilty when she

takeout delivery orders and did not

“What’s the matter? You ate very little. Is the food not to your liking?” Usually, she would get the chef to prepare several dishes when the diner was less crowded,

before I came to work in the morning. Rosalie glanced at Aiden and said, “How about all of you continue to eat while I

an apple and peeled the skin. Then, she cut the apple into

obediently, ate the apples one

gestured for Rosalie to hold him. Rosalie naturally held Aiden in her arms and gently coaxed

pressed his tender fingers against her lips as if

to her voice

one finally fell asleep. Looking at the sleeping tiny body, Rosalie only felt her nose sting. She thought. “Such a

cochlear implants into his ears in the future so that such a regret

Matilda stepped forward and

small, simple dwelling where Amelia lived with her