The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 221

On the other end of the phone, Amelia’s voice came through, “Rosalie, Aiden’s surgery went very smoothly. The doctor said that once Aiden adjusts in the next couple of days, we can start systematic training to help him recognize sounds.”

“That’s wonderful,” Rosalie expressed her joy. “All right, I’ll come to see Aiden this afternoon.”

With that, Rosalie confirmed the specific hospital ward where Aiden was located and ended the call.

“Is it about that child who can’t hear?” Jonathan asked as he looked at Rosalie.

“Yes, Aiden’s surgery went well. Since I have some free time this afternoon, I plan to visit him at the hospital,” Rosalie explained.

“In that case, I’ll accompany you,” Jonathan said.

“You’ll accompany me?” Rosalie widened her eyes in surprise. “But… don’t you have to work?”

“I’ll have my secretary reschedule my afternoon appointments; they’re not urgent anyway,” Jonathan said casually.

However, Rosalie had a feeling that in a company as large as his, being the CEO meant that nearly everything was an “urgent matter.”

“Why, don’t you want me to accompany you?” he asked in return.

“Not… not at all,” she replied. Honestly, his willingness to accompany her was both surprising and sweet.

“Then it’s settled,” Jonathan said, lowering his head to continue eating.

Rosalie followed suit, focusing on her meal. When she was nearly finished, she heard his voice in her ear. “Rosie, can you cook for me more often in the future?”

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She was taken aback, lifting her head to meet his obsidian eyes.

He suddenly gave a gentle smile, raising his hand to wipe something from the corner of her lips. She then realized there was a pesto stain there.

Her face flushed once again as if she blushed so easily in front of him. “Is that okay?” his voice echoed, asking for her answer.

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not as good as your

what you cook because you made

reflected a hint of doubt. Even if he didn’t hold high culinary expectations, why would he desire her “ordinary”

seeing beauty through the eyes of a lover? After all, he

find it endearing when you dedicate your time to me. When you prepare these dishes, your thoughts are undoubtedly centered

appeared to deepen, perhaps even to an intimidating degree. He yearned to claim even her culinary creations.

a pebble dropped into the serene pond of her heart, causing ripples. His gaze, voice, and words all consistently conveyed

It wa

he was communicating that she was truly unique to

joy from even the

held such significance in his life. After all, their acquaintance spanned a mere

appeared he had no motive

so there was no apparent incentive for him to be

okay?” His compelling voice, brimming with an irresistible longing, repeated the same question for the third time.

when I have some free time, I’ll prepare more for you,” she replied, finally regaining her composure, although her heart

race.

said with a

swiftly lowered her head and began tidying up the lunchboxes

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she was about to close the lunchbox lid, she suddenly let out a soft exclamation. Instinctively, she pulled her hand back, sharply inhaling due

he asked anxiously.

well-maintained, but in the past few days, she had overlooked it, and they had grown

reaching for her hand to examine the nail that had been slightly damaged. “Is it this one?” Gently, he held her left index finger, noticing a tiny crack at the edge of the nail. A quick

“Yes.” She nodded.

phone and dialing his secretary’s number. “Do

almost choked on her

surprise was the secretary who answered the call. She couldn’t fathom why her CEO had called to ask for a nail

his nails? Puzzled and bewildered, she entered the CEO’s Office with

Jonathan sitting on