The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 222

After a while, Rosalie eventually successfully guided Jonathan to cut the nail.

Her initial impression was that it was quite exhausting, to the point where even trimming her nails seemed more relaxing.

However, it appeared that Jonathan had unexpectedly developed an obsession with nail trimming. He meticulously examined the nails on Rosalie’s other fingers and then trimmed them individually.

Once all the trimming was done, he seemed reluctant to stop. He said, “If your nails grow long again, I’ll help you trim them.”

Rosalie suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

It was still noon, and it seemed too early to visit Aiden at the hospital.

Jonathan returned to his desk to attend to company/matters, while Rosalie took out her phone and browsed web pages.

Out of the blue, her focus was captured by a trending topic. The trend centered around Loretta. It hailed her as the ultimate victor in love and

career.

It also reported that Loretta had officially confirmed she would be attending the GF dinner event in Strico with Calvin. The event would bring together prominent figures from Strico. The news not only refuted previous rumors of their breakup, as mentioned by others but also showcased their flourishing relationship.

In that trending topic, there were also several pictures of Loretta endorsing products and photos of her gracing the

Cer of fashion magazines.

Certainly, there was no denying that Loretta currently had access to substantial resources. Nevertheless, Rosalie’s countenance briefly soured. It was evident that Loretta’s current achievements were inextricably linked to Calvin.

If they were to part ways, her prospects would unlikely remain as promising. Moreover, someone of Calvin’s disposition probably harbored an aversion to clinginess.

least, Rosalie had witnessed the relentless

outcome for Loretta in the

softly. “Loretta’s destiny, whether filled with success or hardship, is no longer within my concern. Even though I had genuinely treated her like a sister in the past and would have

the web pages. As she did, fatigue crept in. She leaned back on

on the couch on her

was

her that way could bring a

adjacent lounge and gently covered

view, was a straightforward affair. However, only then did he understand that when one genuinely desired someone, they refrained from employing their authority to intimidate. Instead, they longed for that person’s willing affection. Their words, glances, or simple gestures could induce a sense of unease, leading to

you start loving me? How much longer do you want me to wait?” The

somewhat familiar ceiling in her groggy state. After a brief moment, she

and exclaimed, “I…

to sleep a little longer?” Jonathan’s voice

Jonathan, “I… I dozed off. Why didn’t

soundly, I wanted to let you sleep a bit

mentioned I was going to visit Aiden. I overslept,”

three o’clock in the afternoon, so she wouldn’t be late

enough time to make it to the hospital. I’ll go with you,” Jonathan declared, getting up from his chair and putting on

then realized her somewhat disheveled appearance following her earlier nap. Her hair was in disarray, so she swiftly took off the

were lightning-fast, and she managed to tie her hair into a ponytail in a mere five or six

a degree of astonishment. “Do you

really. I used to take forever to do it, but then, during my time in prison…” She came to an abrupt stop. The painful experiences endured in prison were far from being a pleasant

Jonathan said softly.