The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 195

When Rosalie finished her shift at the diner, she approached her boss, Amelia, and asked, “Ms. Haab, may I request a half-day leave for tomorrow? I need to see my mom.”

Even though the next day’s All Souls’ Day was a national statutory holiday, it was one of the busiest days for restaurants. Therefore, there was no doubt that the workers of restaurants wouldn’t have a holiday.

Rosalie’s request took Amelia aback. She was unaware of the other’s mother’s passing. She replied, “Of course, I’ll approve your leave. If you plan to see your mother in the afternoon, I’ll arrange some items you may wish to take with you.”

“No, thank you. I’ll prepare them myself,” said Rosalie. She even planned to show off her cooking skills to her mother.

When her mother was alive, Rosalie had been too young to showcase her cooking skills. Now that she had grown up and acquired culinary abilities, she desired to demonstrate them to her mother.

“I’ll head home now,” said Rosalie.

“Alright,” Amelia appeared to have something on her mind, but ultimately, she chose not to bring it up.

She considered that since Rosalie had claimed she didn’t know Calvin well, there was no need to involve her. She preferred to address it personally with Calvin when the time was right.

After leaving the diner, Rosalie didn’t immediately head back to the Youngblood residence. Instead, she made a stop at a supermarket to purchase groceries. Afterward, on her electric scooter, she visited a store to acquire the necessary items for paying her respects to her mother the following day.

“Mrs. Fanning, I’d like to purchase some flowers,” Rosalie requested from an 80-year-old woman at the shop. It had become a tradition for her to obtain these items from this store before paying her respects to her mother, except for the three years she spent in prison.

“It’s you, Rosalie. Are you preparing to pay your respects to your mother tomorrow?” Penny Fanning grinned widely at Rosalie, revealing that she had only a few teeth left.

“Yes,” Rosalie answered.

“I imagine you’re planning to showcase your cooking skills to your mother as well,” Penny remarked as she packed all the items Rosalie needed. She then handed them to Rosalie and added, “You’ve been absent for two or three years. I was starting to wonder if you’d come this year.”

“Well, something came up before, and I couldn’t make it here to buy them,” Rosalie explained as she accepted the items from Penny.

knowing she has such a filial child as you,” Penny commented.

inwardly chided herself. “Regrettably, I couldn’t even preserve the album my mother left behind in its entirety,” she reflected with a tinge

despite her desire to care for her mother, she no longer had the opportunity. All

Rosalie returned to the Youngblood residence on her electric scooter. She intended to make her way to the kitchen through the living room to store the groceries she had purchased in the refrigerator upon entering the house. However, a cold voice abruptly echoed, “Why are you returning home so

exclaimed softly, nearly dropping the items she held in her

illuminated the scene, revealing that a man was seated on the

did you turn off the lights when you were in the living room?” she asked, clearly

and approached her.

the diner, I went to buy some groceries and items

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“See

your

“Ah, yes, tomorrow is All Souls’ Day. It’s time to see her. Unfortunately, I might not be able to

aback by his words and thought, “I’ve never even considered wanting him to accompany me. Why does he sound as if…” Rosalie paused, recalling that his father had also passed away, and he would need to see his father

contemplate how they seemed to share a similar fate, especially when she

refrigerator, she turned around and found Jonathan leaning against

looking at her thoughtfully.

he caught her by the arm as she was about to leave the kitchen. “You haven’t said goodnight yet,”

was momentarily stunned and quickly said,

it seems

and didn’t know how to respond

me, I should first please you.” Jonathan leaned in, locking eyes with the person before him. “So, what do you think? If

bit her tongue when she heard his words. She stared at him with wide eyes, her thoughts racing. “What is

response amused him. “What’s wrong? Is it so shocking to you that I said I want to