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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good as your household chef,” she replied.

what? I like what you cook because you made it,” he said.

culinary expectations, why would he desire her “ordinary” dishes on a regular basis? After all, the professional chef in his residence

to please her? A form of sweet talk, akin to seeing beauty through the eyes of a lover? After all, he had previously

he gently elaborated, “Rosie, I find it endearing when you dedicate your time to me. When you prepare these dishes, your thoughts are undoubtedly centered on me, right? So

deepen, perhaps even to an intimidating degree. He

of her heart, causing ripples. His gaze, voice, and words all consistently conveyed the depth of

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she was truly unique

he derived immense joy from even the smallest gestures

their acquaintance spanned a mere six months. Could his emotions for her genuinely run so profoundly?

it appeared he had no motive

offer him at present, so there was no apparent incentive for him to be

is that okay?” His compelling voice, brimming with an irresistible longing, repeated the same question for the

I’ll prepare more for you,” she replied, finally regaining her composure, although her heart continued

race.

said with

swiftly lowered her head and began tidying up the lunchboxes

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out a

wrong?” he asked

later,” she replied. She usually kept her nails well-maintained, but in the past few days, she had overlooked it, and they

this one?” Gently, he held her left index finger, noticing a tiny crack at

“Yes.” She nodded.

his phone and dialing his secretary’s number. “Do you have

this, Rosalie almost choked

answered the call. She couldn’t fathom why her CEO had called to ask for a

want to trim his nails? Puzzled and bewildered, she entered the CEO’s Office with a

sitting on the couch.