The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 179

In the past, Jonathan would never leave the Youngblood residence on this day, even if something big happened at night. He would spend the entire night by his father’s memorial tablet, reminding himself not to follow in his father’s footsteps.

Year after year, it had always been the case.

But tonight. it changed!

Rosalie was taken out of the hospital by Jonathan.

A black car stopped at the hospital entrance. After getting inside, Rosalie felt as if she were in a dream. She had anticipated tonight to be a nightmare, but she never expected him to show up.

He put

his hand on her and asked, “Scared?” Even at this moment, her hand still trembled slightly.

Rosalie bit her lower lip and nodded. Indeed, how could she not be scared: It was as if her fate was entirely in someone else’s hands, and all her struggles felt so helpless.

It was like someone else’s words could determine her life or death.

“I was careless today,” Jonathan said. “I thought my grandfather wouldn’t bother you for the time being. I never expected him to be so impatient and choose today of all days.”

She was stunned. “Today… Is there anything special?”

When she asked that, his expression subtly changed. He pursed his thin lips, and his beautiful, deep-set eyes stared straight at her as if he was going to swallow her whole.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became depressed.

Rosalie felt uneasy, wanting to pull her hand back, but Jonathan tightened his grip, holding her hand firmly in his palm. He stared at her silently for a while before turning to look out of the window.

a little puzzled. “Is there something that can’t be

her just now, she had felt as if she had touched upon

car arrived at the Youngblood residence. Rosalie followed

so you don’t need to be afraid anymore.” Jonathan said. As grandfather and grandson, he could casily understand

sent her back to the room. Just as she entered the room, she noticed he wasn’t heading

Rosalie thought and was stunned for

Somehow, she couldn’t fall asleep, tossing and turning.

the stairs, thinking. “Where was he going? Wasn’t he going back to his room?” She had a nagging feeling that he

sat up and hesitantly glanced at

open that door to find

so curious! Curiosity can be deadly! Especially when it comes to a man like Jonathan, you shouldn’t have any curiosity at all!” She kept telling herself this in her mind, but her hand couldn’t resist

her. She looked around the room through the

So, where could he be?

when Rosalie reached downstairs, she

couldn’t explain why. After not finding him in the main house, she

house, there were rooms for housekeepers, a garden, a pavilion, and a

in the Youngblood residence for so long, she had never really explored it

as the eye could see, except for some scattered lighting along the

Rosalie instinctively pulled her collar tighter. She couldn’t help but ask herself, “Why am I looking for Jonathan? Am I afraid something

the Youngblood Residence?”

so

a glimmer of light

small, separate house not far ahead. The house’s windows were glowing with light.

she find the plaque in front of