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

she had felt as if she had touched upon some sort

at the Youngblood residence. Rosalie followed Jonathan out of the car.

tonight. You should get some rest. My grandfather made his move today and already knew the answer he wanted. He won’t casually bother you again, so you don’t need to be afraid anymore.” Jonathan said. As grandfather and grandson, he could

her back to the room. Just as she entered the room, she noticed he wasn’t heading toward his room next to hers, but was instead walking in

downstairs Rosalie thought and was stunned for a moment.

she lay in bed. Somehow, she couldn’t fall asleep, tossing

he going back to his room?” She had a nagging feeling that he was different

and hesitantly glanced at the door between their two rooms.

she had to do was push open that door to find out

have any curiosity

the room through the faint light coming from her own room. As expected, no one was

the room. So, where could

she didn’t find Jonathan there

After not finding him in the

very large. Besitles the main house, there were rooms for housekeepers, a garden, a pavilion, and a pond.

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

eye could see, except for

sending a chill through the air. Rosalie instinctively pulled her collar tighter. She couldn’t help but ask herself, “Why am I looking for Jonathan? Am I afraid something might happen to him? What could possibly

in the Youngblood

only reassure herself that he had rushed to save her today, so she felt grateful. And now, all she wanted was to make sure he was safe.

of light caught her attention.

not far ahead. The

she find the plaque in front of the house, which read: [Memorial