The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 244

“If I were to rely on him too much, eventually, that would become a habit,” she thought.

He bent down and gently kissed her still-red and swollen cheek. The kiss was so soft, like a gentle stroke of feathers. “Then, just rely on me. Your dependence is something I exceedingly welcome.”

“I’ve been yearning for her to depend on me. Better yet, for her to depend on me to the point where she wouldn’t leave,” he thought inwardly.

Half an hour later, the family doctor arrived at the Youngblood residence. He looked at Rosalie’s bruised cheek and prescribed some anti-swelling medicine.

After the doctor left, Rosalie was about to apply the medicine, but Jonathan beat her to it and said, “Let me help you.”.

“Oh,” she replied briefly.

His long fingers dabbed the cream ointment and lightly applied it to her cheek. His soft and gentle movements, accompanied by the cooling sensation of the cream, seemed to lessen the faint burning she felt on her face.

“You really can’t seem to let me be at ease, always getting hurt,” he whispered while gently grazing her face with his fingers.

Rosalie realized she could not refute his words, as apparently, since she met him, she had always sustained various minor injuries.

“If only I could hide you at home, that would be great. No one can hurt you, and I won’t always see injuries on you,” he said. Every time he saw injuries on her body, it pained him as if his heart were pierced.

“How is it possible to hide at home?” she murmured as if he were joking.

He withdrew his fingers and drew a tissue to wipe off the excess ointment from his fingers. Then, he leaned down, looked at her squarely, and said, “If you keep getting hurt again, I’ll really hide you at home. Even if you are willing to injure yourself, I’m not willing to see you get hurt all the time.”

His dark eyes were full of earnestness.

looked at the man in front of her blankly, pondering, “Is he being real? Is he not joking?”

If you’re tired, just take a rest.” As Jonathan spoke, he

her arms around his neck. She could not help but say, “I can walk by myself.” Only

way rather than if you accidentally fell and hurt

blush, wondering, “Does he think I’m a

on the bed. “You are tired today, so take a

truth had been showed, she was indeed tired.

looked at Rosalie’s sleeping countenance. Aside from tenderness and heartache, deep hostility reflected

seemed that he had let the Hamilton family off the hook for too long, to the extent

woke up, she found the sky

bed. “Oh, dear. The things I want to bring when I visit Granny, I forgot to buy them,”

Why did you shout so loudly?” A voice sounded, accompanied

came from and found that the door adjoining her bedroom with Jonathan’s was not closed. At that time, Jonathan was hurrying over from the other bedroom.

tomorrow, and I haven’t bought anything yet.” She thought, “Actually, I’ve bought them. However, those pastries were thrown into the trash bin by the Hamilton family.”

bought them for you and placed them on the coffee

bags. They were the packaging bags of pastries that she bought from the mall.

those the ones I bought?”

added something

Even if he had just watched the

mall’s list of sales slips to know what you’ve

and thought, “To others, it may not be that

sudden shout just now, have I disturbed you?”