The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 198

Jonathan knew Rosalie had always disliked darkness. Even when she was sleeping, she liked to sleep with the light on.

In the past, although she could turn off the lights and go to bed for a period when she stayed in the rental home, it seemed that later on, she reverted to the habit of sleeping with the lights on.

He frowned slightly and thought, “Could it be that she’s not in the room?”

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a muffled weeping sound. He exclaimed inwardly, “She’s here!” His steps abruptly halted, and he fumbled for the wall, turning on the light. Suddenly, the room was bathed in brightness.

He only saw a slender figure hiding in one corner of the room at that moment. She curled up and leaned her back against the wall, with her face buried in between her knees. Her shoulders twitched while she was sobbing depressively.

“Is she crying?” He thought as his black eyes suddenly narrowed. He walked forward quickly and squatted down, then looked at her. “What’s wrong? What happened?”

His voice caused her body to stiffen suddenly. Then, she moved her head slightly and slowly raised her head. With her eyes filled with mist, she looked at him.

Her eyes were red and swollen. Obviously, she had been crying for a while. Her face was stained with tears. The fragile and painful expression made his heart suddenly twitch and burst into pain.

He rarely saw her cry, but every time he saw her tears, he felt a sense of helplessness.

“Tell me, what happened?” It took him a while to get back his voice.

She sniffed and choked, “I-I couldn’t find where my mom is. I can’t find her… I just can’t…”

When she said that, her tears fell even more uncontrollably.

back, I just can’t figure out where my father would move my mother’s grave after thinking for a long time. Will it be a cemetery? Or will it be some hilltop that could be used to

didn’t know how to do it

matter how many calls she made to Gordon, Caitlin, or Loretta’s phone, there was

million dollars?

Perhaps the reason my father and stepmother asked me for 10 million dollars is that I’m supported by Jonathan. I don’t have

after hearing her words. He thought, “Didn’t her mother already pass away long ago? What does she mean by she couldn’t find

exactly is going on? Tell me clearly.” Jonathan raised his hand and wiped the tears

dollars? If you are willing to give it to me, then… I’ll accompany

million dollars, and as long as I can find out where Mother’s grave is now! To me, Mother is like a spiritual anchor. I’ve already lost so much. I don’t want to

“I know.” She choked. But now,

“But I don’t want to!”

stiffened. She was like a deflated ball, and even

that as long as I was willing to accompany him and agree to all his requirements, he would pay the 10 million dollars? I’ve overestimated my own worth. Did I

She slowly released her grip on Jonathan’s hand,

think you’d better have a good rest. I’ll ask the housekeeper to bring something in later. You can have some

that, Jonathan left the room.

left

by bit.

that loneliness and helplessness could really eat a person’s soul. It turned out that even

find out where Rosie

only took him more than an hour to figure out what