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.

puzzled. “Is there something that

had felt as if she had touched upon some sort of taboo for

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

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 casily understand the reason behind Leonard’s choice

wasn’t heading toward his room next to hers, but was instead walking in the direction of the stairs leading

Rosalie thought and was stunned for a moment.

she couldn’t fall asleep,

Jonathan walking toward the stairs, thinking. “Where was he going? Wasn’t he going back to his room?” She

sat up and hesitantly glanced at the

to find out whether he had

a man like Jonathan, you shouldn’t have any curiosity at all!” She kept telling herself

around the room through the

where could he be?

when Rosalie reached downstairs, she didn’t find

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

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

having lived in the Youngblood residence for so long, she had never really explored it and had no idea just how large

as the eye could see, except for some scattered lighting along the way, everything was pitch

collar tighter. She couldn’t help but ask herself, “Why am I looking for Jonathan? Am I

in the Youngblood Residence?”

she could only reassure herself that he had rushed to save her today, so she felt grateful. And now, all

light caught her

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

the plaque in front of