The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 227

Even if he didn’t have his identity to make additional credits, his appearance alone would be enough for women to go after him.

But a disappointed look colored his face when he heard her answer. He asked, “Aren’t you jealous?”

“Jealous?” She was stunned.

He stared at her as if he wanted to see through her. After a while, he sighed lightly like he had accepted the truth and said, “You are really heartless. If you say that you are jealous, I will be happy.”

Rosalie bit her lower lip slightly and thought, “Jealous? When that Fraya woman came to Jonathan with a look of determination to get what she wanted and looked at me disdainfully, did I get jealous?”

She didn’t know. She didn’t think about jealousy then but intuitively thought Jonathan wouldn’t accept that woman.

“Is it because I believed that Jonathan is mine? Does my trust in him have increased so much unconsciously?”

Upon thinking that, Rosalie was surprised.

“Rosie, when will you be jealous of me? Please let me see that you do care about me…” He bent down and gently rubbed her

cheek with his.

He felt dissatisfied because he was the only one who would get jealous in the relationship, and only her actions seemed to affect his mood consistently.

Maybe fairness doesn’t exist in the realm of love, and one person often loves deeply while another loves superficially.

knowing how to answer him. For her, if one day she felt jealous,

awoke, Jonathan was holding a set of clothes and shoes he had purchased

was a little stunned

convenient to put on and take off. It was quite suitable for her physical examination on the day, while the

That set was not simply taken out of the pile of clothes he bought the day before but considered the attire she should wear for her

bathroom to get changed after washing up,

Jonathan stared at her for a long time when she came

matter? Is there something wrong?” she asked.

see you dress like this,”

I was in university.” She often wore those casual outfits in

wear formal clothes during work occasions. While on her day off while she was still in a

in her wardrobe, either formal

past self rarely pleased herself; more of it seemed to be pleasing others.

really wish I’d get to know you earlier,” Jonathan

her. She wouldn’t have to suffer from three years in prison, and he would not be uneasy because of something

that, at that moment, Jonathan’s eyes seemed to contain too many

hand and going downstairs. It was her physical examination day, so she had to go to the hospital on

hair with one of the hair ties he bought yesterday. It was just a simple black hair band, but it didn’t reveal the white rubber band inside like the

feel much more

moment he saw the hair ties she wore the day before, he only felt a pang of hurt and

the stark contrast

jail from the